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Zane grabbed my neck this time, yanking me into a kiss. He skimmed my lip with his teeth, biting down just enough to elicit a growl from me. It returned me to the moment, my self-assuredness snapping right back into place with that subtle bite.

Because he knew me.

He knew I preferred to be the one leading the charge.

I kissed him, thanking him as I changed our positions again, pulling Guinevere up to her knees and moving to slide into her from behind while Zane redirected her mouth to his groin.

She groaned in approval, the position more natural—which was why I’d moved. I’dsensedher discomfort.

“This bond is useful,” I hissed, arching into her and reaching around to thrum her needy clit.

She came apart on my next thrust, her body strung so tight from sensing our joint arousals that she couldn’t fight it anymore.

I grinned, leaning over to kiss her neck, and then watched as Zane drove deep into her mouth. “Beautiful,” I praised, nibbling her ear. “Swallow him for me, little one. Then kiss me afterward. I want to taste him on your tongue.”

She shuddered in response, her groan vibrating both me and Zane.

And in the next moment, he lost himself, my control fully restored.

Both my mates had been taken care of… which meant I could indulge now.

And indulge, I did.

Over and over and over again, pistoning into Guinevere’s slick heat and dousing myself in the joint sensations of their ecstasy.

I threaded my fingers in Guinevere’s hair, then tugged her up and back to kiss her, needing to taste Zane, just like I’d promised.

The first lick sent me over the edge, their combined flavors my own fucking version of ambrosia.

I lost it, growling and emptying myself into Guinevere’s tight little body while she climaxed again around me, her walls squeezing every drop from my shaft.

I cursed, then whispered her name in a prayer.

She completed me in a way I didn’t know I needed.

Theybothcompleted me.

Maybe Ashmedai was right. Maybe this was love after all. Maybe it was something more. Maybe it was just my fate.

But I accepted them both. I accepted this. And I would never let anyone break it.

These two demons were mine. For eternity.

I kissed them both, vowing without words to forever cherish them.

Then I watched as Zane licked my essence from between Guinevere’s thighs, his blue eyes on fire as he brought her to a third orgasm with my seed fresh on his tongue.

It was erotic. Hot.Indulgent.

And there was nowhere else I would have preferred to be.

This was my place, with my mates.My future.

Chapter Thirty-Two

Gwen

A Little Over A Week Later