Page 12 of Eternally Owned

He’d told her that first morning he felt it too, but did that mean he was simply aware of her need, or that he shared it? She couldn’t bring herself to ask him. And who was she, a mere mortal woman, someone they’d just met, to think of taking Hex from Aleron?

She groaned, turning onto her back to stare at the play of light and shadow on the ornate ceiling high overhead. She’d never really been afraid of anything in her life, but she was scared now, absolutely overwhelmed. Not by being with the vampires—no, that was her every erotic dream come to life. What scared her was what she was feeling for Hex, and how quickly it had happened.

She didn’t believe in soul mates or any of that nonsense, and that wasn’t what was happening here. Butsomethingwas, something powerful. Maybe it was nothing more than the intensity of the vampires, of sex with them, simplybeingwith them. And it would be perfectly natural for her—for anyone—to crave one more than the other.

Maybe she needed to stop questioning everything and simply bask in the fulfillment of her desires, of desires she’d never even known she had.

Hex.

She turned and found his gaze on her.

“Are you all right, Nissa?” he asked quietly.

“What? Yes. Just thinking.”

“Too much perhaps?”

“Perhaps.” She smiled, and he smiled back, and once more she could not get over the pure beauty of his face.

“I understand, you know. I remember how it feels to be human in the presence of a vampire. To feel awed by everything. And I’ll tell you, I am in awe even now, being with Aleron, being a vampire myself. I still cannot comprehend the eternity of my own existence. But it’s also amazing and beautiful.”

“Maybe we’re not meant to understand it.”

“I think Aleron understands much more than I do. He’s had more time to think about it, to get used to the idea. Even my ten years is nothing to such a creature. It’s nothing to me now.”

“Does it ever… frighten you? To know there is no end, ever?”

“The only thing that makes me afraid is the idea of being alone in this long life. But I have Aleron. He would never leave me. I know that.”

Nissa’s heart stuttered in her chest. No, they would never leave each other. Where, then, did that leave her?

Hex reached out and stroked her cheek. “Nissa,” he whispered, “I want you with us. You know that.”

“But does he? Will he have me?”

Damn it, why were tears pricking at her eyes? She never cried. Never.

Hex wiped at her eye with his thumb, watching her, his dark gaze gleaming, intense, as he brought his thumb to his lips and kissed her tears from his skin.

She was shivering all over, with need, with emotion.

Aleron rose then, sitting up to look at her. He took Hex’s hand in his own, kissed his still-damp thumb. “Don’t cry, Nissa. There’s no need. I want you. I want you both.”

He leaned over Hex and pulled Nissa over Hex’s body and into his own arms, and she felt soothed and surprised at how incredibly turned on she was amidst her tears. And as Aleron began to kiss her neck, his soft-strong lips moving down her throat, over her breasts, her nipples came up hard. Hex was stroking her thighs with gentle hands. Her sex grew damp with wanting as Aleron’s cock hardened beneath her buttocks, pushing between them.

“I need you both,” Aleron said, his voice low, his French accent thick.

He picked Nissa up, as though she were nothing in his strong arms, and he held her on his lap with her back to his hard chest, holding her thighs apart until she was spread wide open.

“So beautiful,” Hex murmured, his gaze on her open sex.

Aleron’s hands came around to slide between her legs, his fingers going to work on her aching clit while Hex leaned in to stroke her body with his tongue, long, silky strokes over her stomach, swirling at the undersides of her full breasts. When he curled one hand behind her so he could take Aleron’s cock in his fist, she could feel the rhythm of him stroking against her back, and pleasure swarmed her system—her own, Aleron’s, and Hex’s unmet need. She glanced down to see his engorged cock, golden and dark at the swollen head. She licked her lips.

“Hex, please…”

“Please what, my beautiful girl?”

“Let me take you in my mouth.”

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