With the enemy purged, my body is finally my own.
My legs buckle.
Shadow arms catch my backward fall.
Feeling floaty, I find myself staring up into a wall of darkness broken by two pit eyes that gape into a deeper abyss.
Clawed hands grip my ankles, hot enough to burn my pants. I wrinkle my nose at the burning smell as gentle hellfire eats through my uniform.
Vhex’s needy heat weaves with Remy’s thirst.
Buzzing on shadow caresses and leftover venom, I justwant.
I want them.
Vhex.
Remy.
Their touches and their broken souls.
I’ve been chasing some impossible, perfect forever for so long, so hung up on an imprint I can never have that I forgot the most important thing.
I could be having really good sex with really hot menright now.
I give Vhex’s flames a boost.
Zzzzzzp!
My pants and inhibitions dissolve in a puff of hellfire.
CHAPTER59
IRIS
Vhex plows me into Remy.I crash with a vampire pillow at my back, but before I’m horizontal, claws spread my thighs.
That devil tongue comes inhot.
Vhex’s fang teases me open, sharp and so fucking sweet.
He has no thoughts—just raging, monster lust and the primal urge to fuck me through bedrock.
Rolling on venom, my body’s pain flies miles away.
I grip Vhex’s flaming horn.
Let’s see how deep he can take me.
With a snarl of satisfaction, he licks between my lips and snakes his tongue into my wetness. He tilts his head on the upstroke, sucking my clit and rolling it against his fang until he finds the spot that unzips my spine.
Just my touch—just my fuckingtaste—fades his flames. Vhex’s whole back ripples as he works me over. It’s art the way his neck cords and the wave of tension rolls, clenching and straining every muscle from his wide shoulders to his tight waist.
Trembling, I reach for a better grip, but a shadow pins my free hand to my side.
Remy’s arm nestles between my breasts. A cold, possessive grip locks around my throat. His claw-tip lands at the sensitive hole of his unhealed bite.
“Guide,” he whispers, all syrup and sandpaper, scraping softly at my ear.