Page 61 of Queen of Diamonds

“Wait, he… ugh”—I gritted my teeth as Kyan drove his length right to the knot—“he lied?” My whine was too desperate.

“Kyan!” Zed’s voice was a warning, but I couldn’t take my eyes from him.

“He’s the crowned Ice King,” Kyan laughed, hand dropping between my legs and circling my clit.

Zed took a step toward us, lips drawn back. “Keep your mouth shut!” He had his gun in his hand out of what looked like pure instinct, though didn’t seem to know what he was doing with it.

Kyan barked a laugh. “Hasn’t touched a soul since you left, Oasis”—Zed ripped the door open to leave, backing through it “—you are his one and only.”

Zed halted halfway through the doorway, the gun still useless in his fist as I cried out, orgasm slamming into me viciously.

Even with the distance between us, I couldn’t break his ice-blue gaze, seeing the collision of fury and shock as he watched my climax sweep me away.

“That was so beautiful,” Kyan breathed in my ear. “But they’ve already seen more than they deserve.” He reached up, unhooking my cuffs and drawing me into his arms where I still shivered from the climax.

He lay me on my back and my dazed sigh was content as he slid his length back into me, this time rocking his knot against my entrance, stretching me around it. I let out a low moan from deep in my chest.

“Good girl,” he told me, thumb returning to my clit, circling until I arched against him, lip caught in my teeth, another wave of bliss streaking through my veins.

“Kyan…” My protest was weak as he rocked into me, gripping my hips and rutting me gently. “I don’t think…” I was hot from the number of orgasms I’d already had, and another was building. An impossible mountain to scale with how sensitive I was.

“Keep going, Baby,” he purred and the world beyond his beautiful jade eyes vanished as he rocked into me, finger working my clit again, teeth finding my nipple until he’d pushed me past the edge.

Then again, and again until the scent of fresh storms wiped out everything else in the world, a breeze, wrapping me in a feeling of security that no memory could compare to. A bubble was closing around us, and in it, there was nothing but me and him.

No danger I was running from.

No guilt or fear for falling for Alphas I knew in the end I could never have.

Not the fact that when I surfaced next, I would have to run, and the vulnerability Kyan was offering me here was the greatest tool I had.

No ever present lingering threat of Ace, and what might happen when he caught up.

Those things fell away in a way they never had. Instead, it was just my mate’s purr sending vibrations up my spine as he wrapped his arms around me and his teeth grazed my ear. “You’re so perfect, Sweet Oasis.”

22

KNIGHT

Fucking Kyan might have diverted rut number one, but the stupid fuck was out to ruin me. I couldn’t imagine Zed was holding out well, either.

Kyan had been banging our Omega, loudly, all fucking day, and they were making our home a swamp of sex hormones.

It was late now, and I’d been lying on the stack of mats we used for the gym for hours, tossing and turning, unable to sleep. I didn’t dare go to my room. Proximity was a problem.

Dark cream cardamom and autumn persimmon, two scents designed to burrow deep into my head and torch every last functioning brain cell, were thick in the air.

If Kyan ever climbed back down from that pad, I was going to ruin him.

And her?

Oh, it was a dangerous game to place Glade and punishment in the same line of thought.

There was no way I was ready to face the desperation I’d felt when she’d chained me up and backed away, ready to take our truck and ran.

For a second, it was like she was ripping my heart out again.

She shouldn’t have that power. I wanted to say it was biology, but I’d seen something else in her eyes. I shut mine, shoving the memory away.

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