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I looked down to see that my hands were glowing, and I knew that I had a lot of magical energy that needed to be spent. With a cry of anger, I cast a spell that would bring us all back to the palace. It was foolhardy, considering I had just raised two people from the dead, and there is only so much magic that can sustain a person. But I was so angry and not really thinking logically.

When we appeared in the great hall, Veti took one look at me and began to run toward me. I saw her mouth open, but her words were blurred as a blanket of darkness washed over me and I sank into oblivion.

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THE WARMTH SURROUNDINGme when I awoke had me thinking I was dreaming. Strong arms enveloped me from the front and a warm body was behind me as well.

“Is she awake?” I heard Marcus ask in a husky voice.

“Are you awake?” Henry’s deep voice washed over me as his arms tightened.

“Ah, shit,” I muttered, blinking my eyes open. “I knocked myself out, didn’t I?”

Henry smiled, but I could see the concern in his eyes. “Most witches don’t try and rescue that many people on their own.”

I felt a twinge of guilt. “I could easily transport four people besides myself.”

Marcus pinched my behind and I yelped. “Hey!”

“You left out the part where you had just raised two people from the dead. You scared the shit out of both of us. We gave you three and a half bags of blood before your color returned. And for your information, you have been out for almost twenty-four hours.”

I tried to sit up, but Henry’s arms pinned me down.

“Let me go!” I wriggled against them and heard Marcus moan just about the same time that Henry let out a grunt of frustration.

“As much as I like you rubbing up against me like a cat in heat, you had better stop before you find yourself in a very tricky situation,” Henry warned.

I stopped immediately and took inventory. There was something thick and hard pressed against my backside, that had to be Marcus. Against my front was another foreign object that felt long and dangerous.

Was that their cocks?

Both of them?

Embarrassment and lust radiated through me.

“Shit, if she keeps this up, I will not be able to abide by the agreement.” Henry said through clenched teeth.

Before Marcus could speak, I interrupted, “Wait? What agreement?”

Henry growled at me, his voice was dark and sexy.

“The one where I stop myself from fucking your brains out because we decided that you aren’t ready to make the decision of who you want to be with.”

“Whoa, and who made you God? Since when do you get to decide what I can do with my life?”

Henry raised a brow and answered, “Marcus came up with that rule, Little One, not me.”

I felt Marcus stiffen behind me. “Thanks for throwing me under the bus,” he mumbled.

I flipped around so that I was now facing Marcus.

“Do you think that I have to obey you? I am not the little girl that you used to take care of. I don’t call you Master anymore, and I don’t have to do what you say.”

His eyes darkened, and I knew I had triggered something in him. The sad part was that my body was responding in kind. I felt my breasts become fuller and my pussy was slick with arousal.

“You will do what you are told,” he said in a commanding voice.

“Hot damn,” Henry whispered from behind me.

“Or what?” I knew I shouldn’t goad him, but I was too far gone to care.

“Or you will be punished,” Marcus replied, his eyes glittering.

I narrowed my gaze and brazenly challenged him. “Do you worst.”

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