Page 23 of Lord of Dance and Desire

But you’d let them do it anyway, because teens were hardheaded.

“We wouldn’t hurt you,” Andrei said. “Or take advantage. But if the subject ever comes up with any of your friends and you care for them, tell them that yes, they need to specify. Tell the red-haired child.”

I was more worried about Samuel.

“Especially with lovers from among the Courts,” Constin added.

Andrei crawled up my body. “I already statedmyrule. Your cocks don’t go in her pussy, and her throat is also mine alone. Other than that, she may have you as she wishes. Or if she simply wants to watch you have each other. . .” Andrei smirked.

Constin’s fingertips brushed along my shoulder, down my arm. “Her little hole? May we have that?”

“If she consents. You’ll tell us what you want, darling.”

I cleared my throat. “I’ve never engaged in anal sex.” Though all things considered, it was probably a good alternative.

Three sets of eyes flared in the charged silence.

“In that case, I also reserve—” Andrei began.

Constin snarled. “Share, damn you.”

Andrei’s expression hardened. “Who is Lord and who is servant?”

“Remind me, when Anah gives leave, to remindyouof who calls whom Lord while on his knees.”

They stared off.

My brain caught up with Con’s words and my imagination stuttered. Andrei on his hands and knees, Constin above him, silver hair spilling over shoulders and chest, hand wrapped around Andrei’s throat as he rode my bonded and made him shudder and submit.

I blinked, realized the men were staring at me again, Con with an arrogant, knowing smile playing on his lips. But he didn’t call me out.

“I just want us all to be happy,” I said. “We can work out details as we go.”

Mathen lowered his gaze to the floor, Constin’s smirk fading to a softer, thoughtful smile.

Andrei’s eyes warmed, his familiar sweetness emerging. “All right, my Anah.” His eyes flashed. “But her virginity is mine.”

Constin curled his upper lip over a fang. “We’ll see. I don’t think you deserve it after that stunt you pulled.”

Notasking, I glanced at my guard, holding out a hand. “Mathen? Do you want to?” How far I was falling. I wasn’t even trying to fight anymore.

Mathen stopped pretending the floor was interesting and looked up with a sigh. He knelt at the side of the bed and took my hand, kissing my palm.

“These two always go to the full measure and beyond. Con may have fooled you into thinking he’s the responsible one—” he cast Constin a dark look “—but oncehiscock comes out, he’ll start using it in place of his brain as well.” He stood. “You’ll both Vow to honor her safe word.”

Andrei drew up as if slapped, and Constin stilled.

Mathen smiled, a thin, unhappy expression. “See? If the thought of making a Vow not to hurt her disturbs you, then you weren’t fully prepared to keep yourselves on her leash. She’shuman, my luudthen. She isn’t Fae. You can’t simply take what she offers.”

“What’s your safe word, Anah?” Andrei asked. “Choose, and I’ll Vow on it.”

Constin opened his mouth, shut it. “And if he fails again? The consequences to him?—”

“Are worse than a broken bonded?” Mathen demanded. “Do we want to come out of a rutting stupor in the morning to find her in a pool of congealing blood?”

Both men paled.

“Fine.” Constin cleared his throat roughly. “Choose, Anah.”

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