Page 76 of Gemini Kings
Shit.
On the ground floor, I sense right away through our bond that my fated mate’s asleep with Lucius in the master suite. Those two seem to be getting closer, and that makes me so happy. Neo blushes every time he looks at Lucius, he’s definitely harboring a schoolboy crush on our teacher that he’s way too shy to act on. I don’t think they’re fucking yet, because I’d feel it if they were. But Lucius seems really close to abandoning all that professorial restraint and decorum and finally giving in and just ravaging and ruining all that yummy Neo innocence.
I wish all five of us could share in their new closeness.
I wish we could all be together.
I wish we could all just go back to being the way we were.
Damn it.
We’re going to get that back.
Carefully I give a wide berth to the closed door down the hall. That guest studio apartment across from the library isterra incognitoright now, because there on the map be dragons.
That’s where Lucius put Maxim.
Otherwise known as the root of all evil. Or at least, the root of all my current troubles.
My shifter senses are getting sharper, and the whole downstairs reeks like leather and brimstone from that dragon’s mating scent.
Just a whiff of that dragonish scent is enough to wake that throbbing ache between my legs. My nipples tingle and pucker up tight under my sweater. My cunt ripples and clenches around my empty hole. My clit chafes and rubs against my thong, and my thighs feel damp and slippery.
Sweet Jesus, I need a cock inside me.
Preferably more than one.
But that’s not happening withoutallmy guys at this point. Because I figure it might take all five of them—allfourof them, I mean, fuck, there are only four of them—to keep me from “rising” the way Maxim keeps threatening in my goddamn mating flight.
No way in Hell am I ready for that.
And I’m definitelynotready to start popping out dragon babies eleven months from now (since that’s how long the gestation period is, according to my hasty and incomplete research).
Well, thedomusgym’s in the basement, and right now it’s calling my name. Running off my hormones on the treadmill seems like the only viable option.
But one glimpse of the aqua glimmer from the heated swimming pool in the courtyard has me pivoting away from those scary basement stairs Vasili once chased me up with murder in his black heart. I scoop up my combat boots and veer through the great room toward the sliding glass doors.
I’m a water girl (even though I’m an air sign) and I still miss my rented safe house on the Red Sea coast that I lost when the Academy hoovered me up.
When I unlatch the doors and slip out, the crisp cold brings instant relief to the hot itch of the mating heat that’s baking me from the inside out.
Gasping with relief, I crunch through the snowy crust and thread past the row of Roman pillars that rim the pool. I’m already peeling the sweater over my head when I hit the flagstone patio, where the steamy heat of the water melts away the snow. Under a silver moon that’s only a sliver away from full, I kick off my boots, peel out of my socks and leggings, leave everything heaped on a pool chair. I’m still wearing my bra and thong. (I kept those on tonight, hoping I’d get to show them off for Lucius, who’s surprisingly susceptible to lingerie.)
And they’re definitely staying on.
I’m feeling close enough to naked with that dragon in sniffing distance.
“Sleep, dragon,” I whisper, the lightning thick and humming in my throat. Violet sparks crackle at my fingertips and my hair floats around my shoulders. That’s me summoning my magic.
I’m finally learning some real Compulsion from Lucius in Common Magics class, but my witchcraft works differently than everyone else’s. When I’m casting, everything—always—is linked to the lightning voice. Anyway, sleep spells aren’t too difficult, so maybe my makeshift magic will have some effect.
Even if it doesn’t, because my technique is still erratic, this chlorinated water will mask my scent.
I hope.
Fuck this shit anyway.
I refuse to be afraid of my own fucking shadow in my own fucking house.
