Page 65 of The Blood Moon Hunt

“Adrian,” I say, my voice dripping with arrogance as I keep my eyes locked on Selene, “I think you can head to bed now. You’re no longer needed here.”

The tension in the room shifts, thickening. I can feel Adrian’s irritation radiating behind me, and it only fuels my satisfaction.

“Is that so?” Adrian’s voice comes from behind, smooth but edged with the kind of danger I love toprovoke. I feel him step closer, the warmth of his presence practically igniting my competitive nature. “I wasn’t aware you were calling the shots, Lucien.”

I smirk, still not taking my eyes off Selene. I know he’s watching, and I want him to see this. “When it comes to her,” I say slowly, savoring the words, “I think I am. You’ve had your fun with her, haven’t you? Now, it’s my turn.”

Adrian lets out a low, dangerous laugh that sends a ripple through the air. “Careful, Lucien. Don’t get ahead of yourself. We both know how desperate you are to prove you’re in control, but don’t mistake her for one of your little conquests.”

His words grate on me, and I feel a surge of irritation. I glance past Selene, meeting Adrian’s sharp gaze. “And you’re not exactly in a position to lecture me, are you? I know you’ve been using her, too. We all have. But now, it’s my turn.”

His calm façade cracks for just a second, and I relish it. But then, to my surprise, it’s Selene who steps between us, her voice cutting through the tension like a blade.

“Stop it.”

I freeze, the command in her voice unexpected. Adrian does too, his smug expression flickering with something like surprise. She pulls away from me, turning to face us both, and I feel a strange pang at the loss of her warmth.

“If this is how it’s going to be,” she says, her voice low and firm, “then you’ll both listen to me now.”

I stare at her, taken aback by the sudden shift in power. Her gaze sweeps over both of us, no longer the prey we’ve been circling. Now she’s the one in control, and something about that makes my blood heat.

“You want me?” she continues, her voice steady, though I can sense the tension beneath her calm. “Then you’ll have me. But on my terms.”

Adrian and I exchange a glance, our rivalry momentarily replaced by the same shock. She’s serious.

“I’m not some prize for you to fight over,” she says, and I watch, fascinated, as the fire in her eyes grows. “You’ll both have me, but when I say. How I say.”

For a moment, the room feels like it’s holding its breath. The power that’s always simmered between us now crackles with intensity, but this time, she’s the one wielding it.

And damn, if that doesn’t just make me want her more. My heart pounds in my chest, a wild drumbeat echoing the anticipation coursing through my veins.

"Very well, wildfire," I say, my voice low and dangerous. "Let's hear these terms of yours."

I step closer, my gaze never leaving hers as I loom over her. The air is charged with tension, the weight of our desires hanging precariously in balance.

I stand tall, my body language exuding confidence and dominance. I look down at Selene,who meets my gaze with equal parts defiance and desire. Her eyes sparkle with mischief, hinting at the dark delights she has in store.

"First," she begins, her voice a seductive purr, "you will strip for me. I want to see everything you have to offer."

She gestures to Adrian, "And you too."

Her words hang heavy in the air, a tantalizing promise of the depraved pleasures to come. I feel my cock twitch in anticipation, already hardening at the thought of submitting to Selene's whims.

A wicked grin spreads across my face. I look from Adrian and then back to Selene, my eyes roving over her curves appreciatively.

"As you wish," I murmur, choosing to undress with deliberate slowness rather than use my magic to speed things along. I can appreciate the slow build of tension in this moment. Each article of clothing falls away, revealing the chiseled planes of my torso and the thick, throbbing evidence of my arousal.

When I'm finally nude, I step closer to Selene, my cock jutting proudly from my groin. I reach out to trace a finger along her collarbone, my touch electric with promise.

My eyes narrow as I assess the situation, weighing my options carefully. Selene's dominant stance and the hungry look in her eyes make it clear that she intends to call the shots - for now.

I glance at Adrian, noting the uncertainty in his expression. He's clearly torn between submission to Selene and the instinct to assert his own authority. I give him a brief nod, a silent signal that it's time to take back control.

Selene watches the scene unfold with an unreadable expression, her body tense and ready. I sense her power coiling like a spring, waiting to be unleashed. It's time to assert our dominance and remind her of her place.

"Look at her, Adrian," I hiss, my voice low and menacing. "She thinks she can control us, but we're the ones with the real power here."

Together, we advance on Selene, our gazes locked on hers with an unspoken challenge.

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