Page 121 of Gemini Kings
His golden eyes veer to mine. All of a sudden, he’s all hunter, fixated and intense as fuck.
“Yes,” he growls.
“Man of few words. I quite fancy that in a bloke.” I grin at all that sexy, give his tight ass a squeeze, slide my hand out of his pocket, and sidle up behind Zara to wrap my arms round her waist. Her creamy scent’s just flooding the air, way more potent than the stale odors of spilled beer and potato chips creeping from the bar or the stink of kerosene blasting from the burning barrels.
That potent hit of her Mogadon pheromones wraps round my dick like a hand and squeezes.
Fuck. Me.
Looks like we both need a fuck.
I open the door in my mind to Max so he can sense what I’m sensing. This sort of shit’s easy for me, since I’m Valyrian, and that dragon’s so focused on both of us he’s not even resisting all this intimacy.
I match the sway of my hips to Zara’s and say over her shoulder to innocent Mallory, “Happy Birthday, Hufflepuff. Mind if I take our queen off your hands for a bit?”
“For your information, Ronin, I’m a Gryffindor. Don’t let the name fool you.” But Mallory’s a sweet kid, even with a family moniker like McSnicker, and she turns away from my forever unattainable self to give Zara a wistful smile. “Have fun, you two. Or, should I say, you three? Or five? Just be careful tonight, okay? I mean it. That Tiberius gang’s sharpening their knives.”
“Thanks, Mal. Enjoy yourself tonight. We definitely plan to.” Zara pivots smoothly to face me and wraps her arms round my neck.
I growl and tuck her sweet pinup girl curves up tight against my boner. My heat’s definitely choosing this exact moment to wake up after being fucked into a sex meltdown by Lucius. Too bad both the alphas who usually fuck me through my heats with their biochemically optimized shifter spunk are all the way cross town tonight.
Bollocks.
Wonder how hard I’d have to work to persuade Maxim to do the honors?
“Just so we’re clear,” Zara says pointedly as I coax her onto the floor, “Istill haven’t agreed to the dragon. Aside from that fucking superheat I’m still not ready to roll over for, he knew about that fucking rumor and he fucking kept it quiet. Who knows what else he’s hiding?”
“Yeah, he did keep it close to his chest. And it’s your call,” I tell her, because that’s always been true, from Day fucking One. “You gonna mind if I play with him a bit? Since Vasili gave his okay?”
“Hmmm.” Psi fire flares in her eyes. “No, Adam, I don’t mind if you play with the dragon. I even asked Neo for you before we left. He knows you’re in heat. He’s all good with it.”
And that’s your cue, love,I tell the watching dragon, who’s been listening in this whole time. No touching her, leastwise till she trusts you. But you can touch me all you like. And our girl, she likes to watch.
He’s still a bit shy in front of the crowd, what with all that religious baggage he’s toting about. But Zara’s hot as fuck. She raises her arms overhead and sways for me, her smoking stare never leaving mine, my hands all over her lush ass so I can fit her up against my boner.
The first light brush of Max’s hands against my waist from behind is all tentative, like he’s afraid I’m going to push him away. But Vasili said yes, and now Zara has, and Neo. And Lucius said yes to all this the day he brought Max home.
We’ve checked all the boxes.
Fuck if I’m pushing him away. He’s got a place with us… someday… if he and Vasili and Zara ever work out their problems.
Which, admittedly, is a pretty heftyif.
You feel so nice, Max,I whisper to encourage him.And our girl’s watching.
If there’s one thing you can bank on with Zara, it’s that she loves seeing her guys in action. Her confidence and generosity are part of what I love most about her, what we all love. She doesn’t need to be the center of every scene, even though as queen, she easily could be.
Instead, she wants that for whoever needs it most at the time.
Right now, she’s got my heat top of mind, plus the fact that Max is lonely. Her witchy eyes are totally riveted on the two of us. When Max shimmies up behind me till we’re all breathing musk and dragon, then nudges his cock against my ass, Zara’s pupils flare wide and a breathless moan spills from her parted lips.
I lean down to catch that sexy sound in my mouth. My tongue plunges deep into my girl’s slick cinnamon-flavored mouth for a long lick.
Her eyes fall closed and her hands coast down her body, fingers spreading to caress her tits on the way down.
Fuck, that’s hot.
Me, with my heat kicking in? I’m pretty fucking fixated—on her, always, everyfuckingday—but also on Max and that shifter boner he’s packing. I got a good look at his gear back in Vegas, and he feels fucking potent tucked up against me, all forked and hard and barby. Especially when he slides his hands under the bottom of my button-down and spreads his palms over my bare abs.
