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I tried my best to ignore the heat of jealousy burning through me. "So you two are working together?"

Sara glanced at Charlie before her gaze shifted to meet mine. "Of course," she said with a devious smile, reaching up to stroke Charlie's cheek.

My heart raced as I stepped closer to her and took her hand in mine. I knew it was wrong, but I didn't care anymore. I wanted her, no matter which way she was offered to me, even if it meant sharing with Beau or Charlie. "Indeed, you will attend... with me, of course," I murmured softly, my fingers caressing her own.

Sara bit her lip, feigning innocence. "Oh, I don't know," she said coyly, looking at Charlie. "What do you think, darling?"

Charlie leaned in closer to us, his gaze flickering between Sara and me. "I think it's a splendid idea," he said with a smirk. "But what about tonight?"

"I want you both tonight." Sara whispered and I stiffened against her, unsure of her intentions, but the smirk Charlie wore showed he was intrigued by the idea.

"Really?" Charlie breathed, his voice low. "You think you can handle that?"

"Of course," Sara replied, her eyes flicking back to me. My heart was beating faster now, my skin tingling. Jealousy bubbled up inside of me. I was being cast further and further into the shadows of her affection. First Beau and now she wanted me to share her with Charlie. I bristled, about to voice my agitation, but then she rubbed a delicate hand along my jaw and the glinting ruby on her finger caught my eye as her touch calmed the disquiet in my heart. Goosebumps rose across my skin as I felt the fire of unwanted desire burn hot within me.

One thing burning hotter within me was the desire to please Sara in every way, and I was determined to seize her heart from its delusional infatuation with Beau and her mistaken partnership with Charlie.

Chapter 35

Beau

The flickering candlelight illuminated Tempest, casting shadows that danced across the walls as she prepared for the masquerade ball. Even from a distance, I could see her dark skin glowing in the warm light, and I knew I had to have her. Small flames flickered among ebony curls that cascaded around her shoulders, framing her striking features as she gazed into the mirror.

I approached her with a hunger in my eyes and a fire in my veins. She turned to me, her red lips curved into a smile that made my undead heart skip a beat.

"Beau," she breathed, caressing me with her eyes. "You look stunning."

I brushed my hand against her cheek, relishing the way her skin felt against mine. "As do you, my Tempest," I whispered, my voice laced with desire. "But you know what would make you look even more irresistible?"

"What's that?" she asked, her eyes glinting mischievously.

"A mask," I replied, pulling one from my pocket. It was made of black and red lace, adorned with gems that sparkled in the light. "Here," I continued, holding it up to her face. "This one reminds me of a darkened blood moon, just like your eyes."

She turned to face me, her full lips curling into a wicked smile. Our eyes met and neither of us said a word; we didn't need to. In one fluid motion, Tempest reached up to trace the contour of my jaw with her fingertips and sent fire down my spine. Without hesitation, I closed the gap between us and captured her lips in a searing, hungry kiss. Our tongues danced together, each taste of her sending waves of heat and cold coursing through me.

"Let me feel you," I demanded, feeling a surge of possessiveness, my hands sliding under the sides of her lace panties, hungrily grasping her hips. The heat of her soft skin against my palms only served to stoke the fire in me.

"Take me," Tempest moaned against my lips, her nails digging into my shoulders.

In a swift motion, I lifted her off the ground, our lips still locked together, and carried her towards the bed. We fell onto the soft sheets, tangled limbs and racing hearts pounding in sync.

"You are so incredibly beautiful," I breathed against her neck, nipping at her sensitive flesh. Tempest gasped, arching her back at the sensation.

"Please," she begged, her hands roaming my body, gripping at the fabric that separated us, I responded the only way my mind considered reasonable at the moment, tearing away my shirt.

"Is this what you want?" I asked, looking deep into her eyes as I slid one hand up her thigh, inching closer to where I needed to feel her most.

"More than anything," she admitted, her own hands busy undoing the buttons of my pants. My breath caught in my throat as her hot hands slid over my cool skin.

"Then take it," I murmured, sheathing myself inside of her with a growl.

Our bodies moved in perfect unison, consumed with a passion that could never be extinguished. I kissed her as I flew higher and higher with each successive stroke, until all that existed was Tempest.

"Oh, Beau," she moaned, her nails digging into the flesh at my back as she called out my name. I could feel that she was close to the edge, her body quivering as she clenched tighter around me. I pushed myself a little further, wanting to feel her come apart around me. I trailed kisses down her neck, pausing to graze my fangs over her pulse point. I felt her heart race beneath my touch, her blood singing a siren's song that beckoned me closer.

"You are mine..." I growled, marking her as my own for all eternity yet again.

Her nails dug deeper into my flesh as she cried out in ecstasy, her body arching as she came undone around me. My own body tensed, and I followed her over into the abyss, ecstasy washing over me in waves as I emptied myself inside her.

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