Page 54 of Clash of Sin and Secret

“Sorry. Should I have kept that to myself?”

He presses a kiss on my shoulder. “Never apologize for knowing what you want. Where I grew up, the women led our clan. They were cherished and taught me there is no higher honor than to bring pleasure to the one you love.”

I turn in his arms, the motion creating eddies of swirling water as I spin to straddle his hips. He opens his arms and gives me the space I need to straddle his lap. Reaching my dripping hands over his shoulders, I run my fingers into the back of his chestnut waves.

I meet his gaze, his golden eyes dark with desire. “Whether there is only me in your bed or all three of us, I will be no less committed to you or your happiness. I spoke to Zane about it and told him the same thing.”

“You did?”

He dips his chin. “If exploring a relationship with all of us is something you would enjoy, I want you to have that pleasure.”

I study his expression as he says that and don’t read an ounce of hesitation. “Wow, your pack sounds like an enlightened place to grow up as a girl.”

He doesn’t talk about his life with his mother much and I won’t push him for more details if he isn’t offering them voluntarily.

I lean back a little and trail my fingers down the sculpted ridges of his bare chest. “So, do you feel like honoring your female right now?”

The candlelight catches the water droplets on his broad shoulders, making me drool. He cups my face in his hands, drawing me closer. “Nothing would make me happier.”

Reaching beneath the layer of bubbles and through the warmth of the water, he grips both my hips and lifts me onto my knees. “Isn’t there a warning for women to avoid having sex in water?”

I reach between us and guide his big and beautiful cock to my core. “I’ll risk it.”

The moment the swollen head of his erection is poised at my entrance, all thoughts of caution and restraint dissolve. Over the past weeks, he’s been inside me so many times in so many positions, I’d be hard pressed to count them all. But every time is like the first.

The way he fills me steals my breath.

The way my pussy squeezes him like it’ll never let me go makes me crazy.

The way our shared magic lights me up from the inside brings me to the edge of my control.

Every time is just as breathtakingly perfect as the first time.

I grip his muscled shoulders and ride up and down his shaft. With each rise and fall, the water in the tub sloshes against my ribs and splashes up the side of the tub. It’s both sexy as hell and a bit worrisome.

I don’t want to flood the place and have people running in here because water is leaking into the dining hall below.

Not that it would stop me.

With my eyes closed and my head thrown back, I take what I need from him. When he groans, I bite my bottom lip and grind over his hips, lost in the delicious fullness.

It’s perfection—utter perfection.

Zane

I flop onto my back, my energy spent, my breath coming in short, quick gasps. Huntley has been well and truly schooled in poor decisions and putting himself at risk. Not that I’m finished with him—not by a long shot—but even a true-blood vampire needs a moment to catch his breath.

“Feel better now?”

“Only a little.” Rolling onto my side, I grip the silver ring pierced through his nipple and give it a tweak.

He winces. “Ah, your balls really are in a twist.”

I release the piercing before his masochistic sense of pain for pleasure takes over, and he enjoys it. Too late. Both his nipples are hard and he’s getting hard again. “You’d do well to at least pretend to be punished. Otherwise, I may never let you out of this bed.”

“All the more reason not to give you the satisfaction. I’m having fun.” The lingering scent of sweat and orgasms mix with the earthy spice of the genuine contentment he’s giving off in waves.

It’s an intoxicating blend that holds me in its embrace.

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