Page 153 of Rose and Shadows
I felt a shift in Sylas as we fell into each other for a little too long and the physicality ramped up, headed in a heated direction. I was right there with him.
I saw Cassius’ eyes start to hood.
And all of that was intensified for the three of us when a sexy little moan escaped Velra.
I loved her wanting us, needing us like that, all fucking over her.
I was one breath away from stripping off my boxers when another presence screamed at me.
I jerked back just as a flare of magic rolled over the room.
In the next moment, a flash of rose-gold power erupted right in front of Sylas and a piece of paper materialized.
He snatched it out of the air and the magic dissipated.
Then he was grunting and sitting up from where he’d had me on my back, an arm wrapped around me, while his other had been on Velra’s belly. She was down between my spread legs, breasts on my thigh, while her head angled up on Cassius’ chest, and he had his leg hooked around mine.
“What’s wrong?” I asked.
He shook his head with an amused smile at the note, then flicked his fingers and levitated it around so the three of us could read it.
Sylas,
Your vitals are concerning me. You’re overexerting yourself. Rest and fucking rest now. It won’t be as bad as last time with that nasty transplant, but you still do need to give it a couple of days of acclimation following the restoration spell.
Heed my words or we’re all in some deep fucking trouble.
Sleep tight—and long.
No more strenuous fucking for a few hours.
Chill with the magic for a couple of days, just small spells, nothing more.
Your current cockblocker, but caring friend and fellow know-it-all,
Kai.
“Well, he certainly has a way with words,” Cassius commented. “And clearly also impeccable timing should what he’s warning of prove to be true.” He eyed Sylas expectantly.
Velra slapped his arm. “Sylas! Seriously?”
“What?” he asked, moving to flick away Kai’s note with his magic, until Cassius leaned over Velra and took care of it, giving him a disgruntled look, because Kai had seriously just warned Sylas to chill on the magic usage—and everything.
“I’m fine.”
“Huh. Thought you hated that word,” I said.
He tickled under my chin. “Only when you use it when you’re clearly not fine in the least.”
I batted his hand away.
Although, honestly, fighting past allowing that to distract me was a hell of a feat.
Especially when we’d been on the on-ramp toward some more mind-blowing fucking.
Jeez.It was a really good thing I had full control over both my wolfandmy vampire side now. These tests to my control…shit.
“Your vitals are actually fine, though. Your heart rate isn’t irregular, there’s no sluggishness or vascular pulsing, no strain in your lungs.” I stared intently. “And you’re not feverish.” Then it hit me. As I shot a look at Velra and Cassius, it seemed they’d come to the same realization. “You’re masking it with magic? That’s what Velra was getting at.” I slapped his chest.
