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“I told you,” Oryx growled. “Like an animal in heat.”

George meowed from the other side of the room and walked out the door. The sound of him hacking and coughing enough to almost shake me out of my thoughts.

"Then we should satisfy our curiosity." My voice dropped to a growl as I exchanged a look with Oryx. "Bring her to the desk. If she's truly as rare as they say, a thorough investigation is warranted."

Oryx chuckled darkly and Vesper’s eyes glazed over in delight.

Chapter 46

Vesper

Iwasn’t expecting to find out I was part fae. I only had my hair and my eyes to go off of. It wasn’t enough for me to expect that I was a fae.

I should have some inclining if my lady parts could take a monster dick though. It would make sense since I could have two mates.

But how was I supposed to know that? Women push out big headed babies all the time! Humans are more stretchy, especially in those romance novels.

“Oh no, it’s not going to fit!” She cried to the morally gray hero.

“Yes it will Cindy!” he said to the female heroine that has never taken dick before in their life. “It will fit, I will make it fit.”

But Oryx wasn’t just a morally grey hero. He was more of a charcoal grey and his dick wasn’t just large. It was humongous.

There also wasn’t a guidebook to being fae so what are my limits?

Maybe there is, I’d have to talk to Veylor about that. It made sense why I was so different and didn’t turn on any human.

Either way, I was in this mess now, and I had to figure it out.

Because I havedaddy issues.

And who exactly was my father? The man that no one has seen?

Did it even matter anymore?

I looked at the two men in front of me, both of them staring at me with so much desire, lust and awe. I’ve never had that, not from any human anyway.

Then again, I was only half and my human side just wasn’t attractive to them. Nope, instead I had two soul mates, two males that were to be mine declared by the fates.

Ha, take that Cindy who only got one humanoid dick.

One was tall and dark, with eyes that seemed to hold the very essence of night because well, there was nothing there to see. The other was lean and lithe, his eyes full of hope that I would forgive him for what he had done.

And I had, and that must have been this pull I had toward him.

"So, what now?" I asked, trying to keep my voice steady. "Do we have some sort of ceremony? Or do we just... you know do all this together?" I gestured vaguely, feeling my cheeks heat up.

Because all of us just doing it, well I wouldn’t mind.

Veylor chuckled, a low rumble that sent a shiver down my spine. "We take things at your pace, Vesper," he said. “We can discuss the formalities of our soul binding later, right now,…” hishand ran down my arm as he gently pulled me out of the closet,…“I’d really like to sheath myself into your heat.”

I gulped, his directness catching me off guard. "That's... that's quite forthright," I stammered, allowing him to guide me out of the small, confined space.

Where did the shy Veylor go now? Does he think he can just—

My thoughts were suddenly cut off when he slammed his lips against mine. My body melted against his as his hands roamed my body.

Fiddle fucking sticks.