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The sea dragons breathe a collective sigh of relief. But no one speaks: they’re all waiting. I blink, realizing they’re waiting for me—to tell them whether the spell worked, whether the village is safe.

“We did it,” I croak. “We’re good.”

A cheer breaks out, and I’m suddenly surrounded with happy faces. People crowd in for hugs and claps on the back until I sway with the dizzying overwhelm of it all. Then Aiden pulls me back.

“Give her some space,” he says. “And someone should go outside the spell’s border and see if they can find their way inside.”

Several people set out to the nearest edge, pass through the shimmering veil, and return without a problem. Another cheer goes up, and someone announces they’re making coffee for everyone at their house. Someone else shouts they’ve got a fresh batch of cookies while another voice is offering kippers for the kids. It’s a time for celebration, even if we still don’t know what will happen with the witches who are presumably still out there.

Ty hugs me from behind, banding his arms around me, and I lean into his warmth.

“Do you want to join them?” he murmurs in my ear.

I shake my head. “I’d rather celebrate with the three of you.”

He huffs out a laugh, and the touch of his breath on the skin of my neck feels incredible. It’s like I’m still charged from the spell, even though I spent all the energy I had. My limbs feel heavy, but it’s not an unpleasant sensation—more than anything, I want to lie in bed and forget the outside world exists.

“Come on,” Aiden says, “let’s get you out of the cold.”

“Mm,” I hum. “It’s nice of you to be so concerned about my health.”

His blue eyes darken. “I’ll admit my suggestion isn’t entirely selfless.”

I reach out to intertwine my fingers with his. “I like the sound of that.”

Exchanging heated glances, we link hands and walk together into our home.

Twenty-Four

Skye

My anticipation riseswith every step I take toward Aiden’s bedroom. When the door closes behind us and Jack locks it, I’m trembling.

Aiden ducks his head and kisses me on the lips, a heated touch that seduces me slowly. He slips his hands under my parka, and I jump when his warm, rough palms touch my skin. Ty tugs the parka off me and kisses the side of my neck, then grazes his teeth over the spot where my neck meets my shoulder. They remove the layers of my clothes until I’m standing in front of them in nothing but my underwear while the three of them are still in jeans and t-shirts.

“Unfair,” I whisper, looking from one to the other.

Jack smirks and pulls his t-shirt over his head. “Better?”

I eye the defined muscles of his chest and abdomen. “Definitely.”

He approaches me, crowding me until I have no choice but to retreat—his smile promises fun, but there’s an intensity to it that I haven’t seen before. The backs of my legs hit the edge of the bed, and he tumbles me onto the covers with a gentle push. I land on the soft cotton sheets and raise myself on my elbows.

Oh my.

Aiden, already naked, waits at the foot of the bed, his handsome face unreadable. Ty sits next to me, still clothed, and captures my mouth in a kiss. His tongue licks at my lips, and I open up to him, eager for more, eager to lose myself in sensation.

“I love you,” he whispers at my lips. “So much.”

Before I can tell him I love him, too, he kisses me again, unrelenting. Warm palms touch my belly, and Jack moves them up, until he cups my breasts through my bra. With expert touches, he flicks his thumbs over my nipples until I’m straining to get more. A single tug, and my bra snaps at the front. I don’t have the time to protest, because he leans down and licks one tight nipple, his hot tongue exerting just the right amount of pressure.

I don’t even notice what Aiden is doing until strong hands grip my knees. He pushes my legs wide, and I let him—I want this so, so badly. But he doesn’t slide his fingers into my core like I expected him to. Without warning, he puts his mouth on me and flicks my clit with the tip of his tongue.

I moan into Ty’s mouth and break our kiss. “Oh gods! Wait, you have to let me—”

Ty kisses me again, then takes my grasping hands and pins them down on either side of my head. “No. This is for you.”

I’m too overcome with sensations to protest. Aiden pushes one long finger inside me and crooks it up, then tongues me, building up the tension inside me. Jack worships my breasts. And Ty crushes his lips on mine, his tongue licking into my mouth in a sensual, carnal slide.