Page 133 of Entranced By the Basilisks

Ari’s eyes are both open now and he glares. “We’ll come here every month then.”

I blink. “Really?”

He snorts. “Of course, there’s no reason not to. At least then I won’t be the one in discomfort.”

Ari is so growly but thoughtful at the same time. My stomach is full from the charcuterie board he’d packed, even as he’d snarled his way through the process. This is the life.

“I’d like that,” I say. “But only on weekends. I don’t want to get more behind at the library.”

Ari makes a sound of annoyance. “If your workload is too heavy, Jasper should hire more people. You have Kalos as a patron. I hardly think you’re needy for funds.”

That had been a stroke of luck. Jasper is still the director of the library after the Owens debacle because a rare immortal, Kalos, decided to become a patron. I know Jasper suspects that Ari had a hand in it, but I’ve been restoring so many books from Kalos’s collection that it makes sense that the dragon—ha! Dragons are real!—would agree to become a patron.

Since the library doesn’t lack funds, the Council ignored the Owens’ request. I don’t think it should have taken that, but Jasper is satisfied with the conclusion.

“You know I’ll hire more people when we need it,” Jasper says calmly. No doubt trying to make Ari relax.

There’s something in me that wants to poke Ari until he snaps. I’m sure Jasper senses it in our bond because his tail starts to curl around my legs tighter.

“Yes, Director Adder makes sure my workload isn’t more than I can take,” I tease.

Jasper’s muscles tighten against me at the use of his honorific. It’s the easiest way to rile him up.

“Are you getting restless, Chosen?” Jasper asks as if he doesn’t scent my lust in the air. The end of his tail wraps around my ankle.

Ari watches with intensity as I drag my fingers over Jasper’s scaled wrists.

“Ari looks to be too busy to do anything about it,” I say.

Ari’s eyes narrow at that.

“You’re playing a dangerous game,” Jasper breathes with a laugh into my ear. The snakes on my head run over his cheek in affection.

“What? You won’t save me from the big, bad basilisk?” I ask.

“Keep pushing, treasure. I’ll make you and my viper regret it.” Ari’s voice is like gravel.

Jasper swallows, and his tail pulls my legs wide. My smile is devious. I love it when Jasper plays along. He loves the punishment and the pleasure that comes with teasing our mate.

Jasper nips my neck as his hand runs up my inner thigh to my sensitive pussy. He makes a hungry sound when he makes contact with how wet I am.

Ari watches us. Each sensation Jasper gives me is amplified under Ari’s intense gaze. I sigh and my eyes slide shut when Jasper strokes my sensitive clit, getting me wetter by the minute.

Ari sighs and I peek at him.

“The mice will play while the cat’s away.” Each word from him tightens my core in anticipation.

Even still, when he strikes, it’s a surprise. The sound of splashing water and blurred movement. Jasper is torn from me, being sure to release me so I’m not dragged with him. I shriek in surprise but end up laughing even as Ari’s and Jasper’s bodies curl around each other. They wrestle and thrash and water splashes everywhere since part of Ari’s tail is still in the pool.

Ari drags Jasper in and pins him bent over the edge of the pool, pressing his front against Jasper’s back.

“I could make you shift back like this,” Ari growls. “Make you take my cock in your ass for the trouble you’ve caused.”

I can’t breathe. I’ve seen that before, Ari asserting his dominance and forcing Jasper’s shift so that he could take him in his human form. It was so hot I didn’t even wait for my turn before pleasuring myself to orgasm. They love my voyeuristic streak when it comes to their play, but they don’t always let me orgasm so quickly.

Jasper moans.

Fuck. My hands slide up my thighs to touch myself, but Ari’s voice stops me.

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