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My husband continued tonguing my asshole. And then he stiffened his tongue and thrust it inside me. In and out, hot and slippery and invasive. The sensation was both alluring and shocking. I wanted to shove his head away, and I wanted to grab him by the hair and hold him against me until I came.

Because it felt incredible, what he was doing. It was like he’d opened a door I hadn’t even known existed. The constant hum in my pussy buzzed higher. Everything inside me tightened.

I squealed, writhing against Varick’s grip on my legs. “Gods! I’m going to come!” Laurent hummed against my hole and tongued me faster. He put two fingers on my clit and rubbed hard. Varick pulled my legs so wide my hips ached. The combination of his hands wrapped around my thighs and Laurent’s tongue in my ass hurtled me straight into release.

Distantly, I heard someone screaming. It was only when my throat began to hurt that I realized the sound came from me. My eyes watered. My toes curled. I squeezed my arms around Varick’s neck as the waves battered me.

When they finally receded, Laurent sat up and wiped his mouth. He and Varick were both so hard their dicks looked painful.

Laurent looked Varick in the eye. “I want us to fuck her together. You get her pussy. I’ll take her ass.”

Chapter Thirty-One

VARICK

I knew my surprise showed on my face as I absorbed Laurent’s declaration. I couldn’t fuck Given. Not in a way that might result in a child. Even a whiff of doubt surrounding Laurent’s heir would be disastrous.

“I can’t,” I said. “If she conceived—”

“She won’t.” Laurent smoothed a hand up her thigh. “It’s not that time in your cycle, is it, princess?”

She sprawled in my arms, her damp body still flushed from her orgasm. Now, a new flush appeared in her cheeks. She shifted off me, all long legs and creamy breasts. She pulled her knees up and hugged them against her chest—and she probably didn’t realize I was at the perfect angle to see her pouty little pussy peeking from behind her ankles.

Laurent knew, though. He caught me looking and slid me a smug smile.

Damn him and his suggestions. Now that he’d put the possibility out there, I wanted nothing more than to sink my dick into Given’s heat. The sweet taste of her pussy still lingered on my tongue. And the power in her veins called to mine. It had taken every ounce of my willpower not to bite her. But I couldn’t risk mingling our blood. We were two potent chemicals. There was no telling what dangers a mixture might bring.

“No,” she murmured. “I mean, I don’t think so. I…” She licked her lips, her cheeks a brilliant pink. “I’m half-human. I’m not as…regular as full-blooded vampire females.”

“Varick and I would know if you were fertile,” Laurent said. “We can scent it.”

Her blue eyes went wide. “You can?”

“Only at close range.” He tugged her into his arms and put her under him, his lean body stretched on top of hers. He slid a hand between her legs and stroked her slick folds, making her whimper. “You don’t have to worry about the lords of the court sniffing you out, sweetheart. The only noses allowed near this gorgeous pussy of yours are mine and Varick’s.”

Doubt tugged at me. While it was true female vampires threw off more arousal at certain points in their cycle, it wasn’t always a reliable indicator of fertility. And Given was a halfling.

Laurent continued working his hand between her legs. “What do you think, princess? Do you want to ride Varick’s cock while I fuck your ass?” His hand dipped under her. She gasped, then moaned, and I knew he was fingering her juices into her hole. Her nipples were a tight, dusky pink. Ripe berries I wanted to pierce with my fangs. I wanted to do a lot of things to Given of Sithistra.

Given of Nor Doru.

And wasn’t that part of it? She was Laurent’s now, and she was elven-born. She was Rolund’s sister. She brimmed with untested power. She was gorgeous, and she made a man want to ruin her.

“Make no mistake, Princess, if I decide to be inside you in other ways, it will happen.” When I told her that atop the Serenity Tower, she’d looked stunned—and aroused. I could have her right now. Laurent would give her to me. It was what he wanted, after all. All I had to do was say the word.

I could ruin Given of Nor Doru a little.

“Yes,” she moaned, her hips rolling as Laurent pumped his fingers in and out of her ass.

Abruptly, the memory of Jordan pulling a white flower from the sand at Lar Keiren appeared in my mind. His voice ran through my head. “Given of Sithistra was put into your path, my lord. When she stepped into Nor Doru, yours was the first face she saw. Magic can be unpredictable, but sometimes it doesn’t miss.”

Given’s cry of ecstasy broke through my thoughts. Laurent lifted his head from her throat, his lips bloody. “She wants it, baby. She wants you. And I want to feel you when we’re both inside her.”

My heart pounded in my ears, the sound like the surf at the frozen beach on the shore of the Bitter Sea.

I could have Given of Nor Doru. Maybe I was meant to.

“All right,” I heard myself say.

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