Page 121 of The Star's Sword

He blinked, looking around at those of us who were left.

“I’m going to lie down immediately,” Luren said, standing and looking extremely out of it, pulling at his collar. Then he left the same way Cayne did.

Griffin and Os were staring at each other, and then instantly, Os wrapped his arms around Griffin’s neck, and Griffin stood, picking Os up and holding him around his waist, and walked out of the cabin.

“I’m sorry, Cleo,” Griffin said, as he went. “I just, you know.”

I waved a hand, grinning as he carried Os out. “Go have fun. We’ll meet up again when we’re less drunk.”

Everyone deserved to have a good night tonight.

“And then there were four,” Simon said, leering at me. He was wearing only a simple black tank top with ripped black jeans, looking like a mini rockstar with his black hair falling over his pale face.

Damn, had he always been so beautiful?

He grinned. “Samael, your mate is looking at me like she wants me to eat her. Should we share her?”

Sam’s face was red, and he seemed embarrassed as he put a hand up to partially cover his face. “I can barely think straight.” He looked over at me. “Cleo.” He shook his head, swaying slightly as he put a hand over mine. Energy zinged through me; the touch far too erotic to be merely a hand on a hand.

I was instantly wet, aching, and it seemed to only get worse as the seconds ticked past, and the unicorn serum took hold.

Zadis was sitting next to me, leaning on the table with one hand, his tunic collar open and showing part of his chest, his legs crossed awkwardly.

Both tall warriors on either side of me seemed to be struggling with the same thing I was.

“Foursome?” Simon asked. “You three go, I’ll watch.”

I blinked, but in my current, incredibly horny state, and with things good between Samael and me, and the nerves I had about tomorrow, the inner demon in me felt the more the merrier.

And the stronger I would be to save my love.

Unable to hold back anymore, the unicorn serum making the world feel magical and all for the taking, I leaned in and buried my hand in Samael’s hair, locking my fingers around his curls and pulling him in for a kiss.

His lips met mine and passion exploded between us. Stars behind my eyes and wetness between my legs instantly.

Oh gods, it felt so good to kiss him. He felt so good, as his hands ran over my shoulders, up to cup my face, down my arms, unable to get enough of me.

I felt Zadis move in behind me, something hard pressed to my back as I faced Samael.

Hard and huge.

Then Zadis’s lips touched down on my shoulder, kissing me lightly and making pleasure surge through my body as I felt myself trapped between the two men who kept eagerly kissing over my skin.

Zadis’s hands moved around to skim my ribcage, then come up and cup my breasts. I gasped, as he pushed my bra and then my shirt aside.

Across the table, leaned back on his chair, Simon was watching, hair falling over one red eye. His gaze was hotter than I’d ever seen it, and for some reason, him watching like that only made things sexier.

Heightened the energy in the air.

Samael continued kissing me as one of his hands trailed down to the button of my jeans, and he flicked them open.

“Ah,” I gasped, as his hand reached in and covered me, and his tongue thrust into my mouth, making me moan and melt back against Zadis, who was still holding me.

“So wet,” Samael said, pulling his hand up and kissing his fingertips, licking my wetness off them. He extended a finger to Zadis, letting him suck it off. It was unbearably hot, seeing them both do it.

Hot and forbidden.

And still, Simon sat there, watching us with that heated red gaze.

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