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I jolted at Seth’s voice in my head. I’m okay, I thought back. I wasn’t sure if the telepathy worked in reverse. It hadn’t really before, but every moment Seth was healing, and we were bonded now. Maybe that was something new for us. Heads up?

You’re with Yelena?

And Velda.

Be safe.

“Precious?”

“I had to let Seth and Caden know first.”

“Fair.” She nuzzled my cheek. “Use your words.”

That statement sent a pulse of desire through every cell. She sounded just like Caden.

“We can—” I swallowed hard. “We can play. Just go slow?”

Their version of going slow was for Velda’s mouth to crash against mine, her nails digging into the back of my neck while Yelena’s fangs scraped against my throat, and her hand nudged my dress up so she could grip my thigh. My power throbbed like a heartbeat.

Velda tasted like the first breath of spring when winter was still clinging hard, but the resilient green broke through the ice regardless. Magic rushed through me like a wave as they traded places, the hot, spicy taste of Yelena on my lips.

You make such wonderful sounds, little witch. Velda’s voice filled my head.

Yelena broke away, her fangs peeking free as she smiled at me. “How are you feeling, precious?”

The question seems ridiculous when I could barely form a thought, helpless squeaks pouring from my lips as Velda used her mouth to brand my skin.

“G-good. Fuck.”

Velda pulled back with a grin. All these beautiful people with fangs were going to ruin me. My thighs fell open at the first tap of Yelena’s fingers.

“There’s my good girl.” She inhaled audibly. “Give me permission, precious.”

“Touch me.”

I thought she would go right under my panties, but instead she slipped up my body and under my bra, cupping my breast and teasing the peak that pressed fervently against her fingertips.

The whine I let out was immediately swallowed up by Velda as she reclaimed my mouth.

The taste of them swirled together, fire and ice, a sharp contrast that made my head swim.

Velda had only one hand to work with, while the other was still entwined with mine, touching the painting.

I had almost forgotten about it until she squeezed tightly on that hand and dropped the other to my thigh.

Do you want me to touch you here, little witch?

“Yes.”

The two of them moved like a seamless unit, Velda retracting my hand from the painting and pulling it through the ward.

Yelena laced our fingers together next, fitting our hands back through, letting me get a grip on the dagger.

The draw of power was immediate, and so was Velda’s touch gliding through the wetness between my thighs.

I bucked against her, my head falling against Yelena.

The lioness kneaded my breast. The sharp tips of her nails pinched the nipple just enough to set my nerves on fire without piercing the skin.

Lips brushed each side of my throat, fangs sharp enough to sink through with a bit of pressure.

My natural prey drive had my heart beating so hard it was like a buzz in my ears, and magic boomed like a bass drum with every stroke against my clit and every sweep of their tongues.

Needy girl. You’re dripping with slick for us. Sing for me, omega.

Velda’s words came as her fingers plunged in to the hilt, her thumb teasing my clit. I writhed between them. How was I supposed to think or do anything besides take everything they wanted to give me?

They navigated my clothing with ease, making it seem somehow naughtier that I was fully clothed while they took me apart. Yelena inched the straps of my dress down, trailing sharp kisses over the curve of my shoulder.

I rocked against Velda with the desperation that burned through me, grinding my clit against her thumb until she shifted to let me ride the heel of her palm. My muscles ached with the effort and the awkward angles, but I couldn’t stop.

Just as I hit the edge, Yelena’s hand slammed down over Velda’s, bringing it to stillness and pulling it away to stop the blissful friction. I whined desperately but no matter how I moved Yelena kept me from completion.

“Please. Yelena, please. Velda .”

Yelena dragged Velda’s hand away from me and my pussy clenched helplessly around nothing. Instead of satisfaction I was given only soft touches and lingering strokes up areas of my body that were decidedly not the one I wanted them to be touching right now.

The whimper I let out as I came down from the edge had both of them snickering against my skin. Yelena detached me from the dagger and wrapped both arms solidly around me. “How do you feel?”

I was pretty sure that desperately horny wasn’t the answer she was looking for, but I said it anyway, and sent both of them into peals of laughter.

“Energy-wise, precious.”

“Oh.” I took stock of my body. I felt almost painfully awake, like my body was set to vibrate with how much power was skating around inside me with nowhere to go. “Weirdly good?”

“Perfect. The last time you charged an artifact you were practically a slug for hours after. You just charged two .”

Anxiety snaked into my brain. “Was this just for the experiment?”

“No.” Yelena kissed my cheek. “I put my hands on you because I want to. The experiment was just a perk.”

Velda kissed me softly, the icy earthiness of her filling my senses. “I’ll put my hands on you again anytime you want, little witch.”

My cheeks flamed. “Do I get to come the next time that happens?”

Both women laughed again.

“I’d have let you this time. Blame Yelena.”

“Oh, I’m going to.”

Yelena kissed my cheek and helped me stand. “I promise to take you apart so often you forget your own name, but for now, we have work to do first.”