Page 137 of Hell Fae Captive

Because they startedsharing.

Ajax spun me to face Az, telling me to kiss him in a similar tone that Az had used before, and I obeyed. Because I didn’t know what else to do. I was a slave to their passion, utterly consumed by their masculine claims, and enraptured by the moment.

Az’s tongue was just as skilled as Ajax’s, only with a hint of command in his movements. He wasn’t the type of man to allow me to lead. He knew what he wanted and how he wanted it, which he proceeded to demonstrate with his mouth.

While Ajax seemed a bit more open to exploration, potentially even okay with shifting roles so long as he ended up on top in the end.

Two very different males.

But equally powerful, equally proficient, and equally hard.

I felt owned.

Possessed.

Marked as theirs.

Almost as though we didn’t need any sort of claim to be mated.

A terrifying thought, one that fled the moment Az cupped my breast, his thumb massaging my nipple. Ajax’s lips found my neck, his tongue teasing my pulse.

One bite, I reminded myself.One bite and I’m his.

It was the sort of thought that I should voice out loud, the wordstophanging on my tongue.

But he moved his lips to my shoulder, his palms sliding to my stomach and downward to the tops of my thighs. Exploring. Memorizing.Indulging.

Az’s fingers threaded through my hair, my ponytail disappearing in a snap. And then he tugged, harsh enough to bring tears to my eyes. Tears he studied as he pulled away to scrutinize my features. His all-black eyes were positively feral, consumed by whatever beast rode his spirit.

A Phoenix, I thought.He’s a Phoenix Fae.

But no ordinary Shifter Fae, no.

He was somethingmore. Something full of energy and grace and absolute power. He could destroy me in a breath. He might even do just that now.

I seemed to be under some sort of evaluation, his animal deciding whether or not to proceed.

A subtle hum of power rolled over my skin, kissing my senses as he continued to stare me down. A warm burst followed, making me gasp at the way it flourished through my veins, seeming to go straight to the sensitive area between my thighs.

I clenched my legs, dampness pooling there in response.

And another zing of energy followed, going straight to my clit.

Fuck…

He wasn’t even touching me. Not really. Just his thumb against my nipple and his lips a hairsbreadth away from mine.

But he was stroking meinsidewith his power.

I moaned as he did it a third time, my core throbbing with an intense need that had me leaning back against Ajax for support. His palms slid inward along my thighs, his fingertips brushing my slickening folds as he released a rumble of approval. “She likes your power.”

“So do you,” Az replied, making Ajax’s cock jump against my lower back.

I swallowed, my mouth suddenly dry as another shock wave filtered through us both, causing my insides to burn and Ajax to pulse behind me. His mouth went to my throat again, his pant of need rivaling my own.

Whatever Az was doing to us was stoking our need and setting us both that much closer to the edge.

Without really touching us, I marveled again.What the hell is this magic?