Page 80 of The Powers of Nyx

Rowan chuckled. “I’ve been enjoying it perfectly fine. Your reactions have been...interesting.”

At that, I scowled. “You haven’t been watching the show?”

I wasn’t sure why I asked, because as soon as the words left my mouth, I felt utterly stupid. Especially when a group of performers crawled up the railing of the balcony to appear at the intersection between the private rooms. There was more sensuality, a boom of music, and a darkening shift to the tone of the show. Flashes of light erupted like lightning across the stage,and electricity trailing along my skin. I sucked in a sharp breath as Rowan’s fingers traced the length of my bare arm, down to my hand.

“Why would I watch them, when I could watchyouinstead?” he said. The slight rumble of his voice sent shivers down my spine. His hand slipped over mine to my thigh, where the hem of my dress rose up like a band around my flesh, the only fabric between us. If he moved his hand beneath it, he would be trailing his fingers over the wetness between my legs.

I wanted him so badly. Needed him to release some of the pressure building within me.

“Your mate wants something from you, Archer,” Maeve mused, her eyes trained on the performers. “You should give her what she needs.”

Rowan shuddered, sucking in a sharp breath. “Is that right?” he asked. “Do you want to use me?”

My heart raced, pounding in my ears, drowning out the music.

Slowly, I nodded. It was all he needed before his hand slipped beneath the fabric of my dress to skim the inside of my thigh.

A low moan fell from my lips as Maeve brushed the bond.Will you let me feed,a mhuirnín? I need to taste you. To sate the hunger.

My pussy clenched at the thought.Yes,I replied.Feed.

Maeve’s lips skimmed over the thin strap of the dress. Combined with the tickle of Rowan’s fingers as he widened my legs, I couldn’t hold back the gasp that passed my lips. The strap fell down my arm, bearing my shoulder and throat to Maeve, and my thighs parted with the promise of Rowan’s touch.

You’re going to sit there for Rowan and Maeve,Elias whispered down the bond.You’re going to let them take care of you like a good girl.

I bit down on my bottom lip as Maeve’s fangs scraped over my skin.

“No panties,” Rowan murmured. His fingers followed the seam of my pussy, gliding through the wet mess I’d already become. “You were walking around without any underwear?”

He didn’t give me a chance to answer, not as he slid his finger inside me, and certainly not as Maeve bit into my throat. Rowan slid his finger in and out of me slowly, almost teasingly, as Maeve fed.

He peppered kisses along my jaw. “Would you like more?” he asked, kissing the corner of my lips. “Do you want to come, Ivy? Will you be good and strangle my fingers with your tight, wet pussy?”

Pressure built in my lower abdomen, and I forced myself to whisper “yes” just as Maeve pulled back and claimed my lips.

As her tongue swirled around mine, Rowan hiked my knee up and added a second finger. The thrusts went from teasing to more as he circled my clit with his thumb. Magic built beneath my skin, barely contained by the charms Adrian had woven into my ring.

Maeve held my chin as she plundered my mouth, holding me still as Rowan’s fingers fucked me to my climax. I clamped around him and pushed myself into Maeve’s chest, arching away from the booth as it crashed into me hard and fast. Her mouth stifled my cry of pleasure, which was drowned out by the sound of drums echoing a crash of thunder.

As Rowan slowed his pumps and my climax finished, Maeve pulled away. It was a struggle to clamp down on the magic swirling beneath my skin, screaming at me toclaimRowan as my fifth mate. But I felt a tug in my chest, and soon, the magic dissipated.

“So good,” Rowan said, pressing a kiss to my forehead as he slid out of me.

I slumped into the booth. I was more wired now, and far more aware of my mates. The show no longer interested me, and neither did the food.

From the other end of the booth, Adrian spoke up. “I don’t think you took care of her enough.” There was a hint of amusement in his voice, light and teasing. “She so badly wants more.”

Rowan smirked down at me as he lifted his hand to his face. Two fingers glistened with my release, and after sharing a glance with Maeve, he sucked both into his mouth. I inhaled sharply as he groaned, and licked his fingers clean. “So very good,” he said again, “but since tonight is about sharing...”

I swallowed hard, watching as Adrian and Rowan swapped seats. Pressing my thighs together, I glanced at Maeve, though neither she nor Elias seemed remotely interested in moving.

Shit. When I’d mentioned getting along, I hadn’t meant likethis.

Next time, specify that family-unit-date-night has to be PG.It was a wonder we hadn’t been caught.

Adrian took my hand as he settled in beside me, forcing me to look at him again. Amusement played in his eyes as picked up a small, savoury tart from my plate. “If you think we’re the only onesenjoyingthe privacy, then you haven’t been listening.”

My eyes widened. But was I shocked?

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