Page 88 of Fated for Dawn

Ryker’s lips twitched with a smile as he effortlessly lifted the heavy table. His muscles flexed, and he moved the table exactly where I had pointed with a single heave.

Chad rolled his eyes. “Show-off.”

I bit my lip to hide a smile.

“My mom would’ve loved this,” I murmured, more to myself than them.

As the guys rearranged a few more things, I ran my fingers along a vine. “It’s cool, but I doubt I can fight Eris with a bouquet.”

“Your mother was the most powerful witch of her generation. I doubt her gift, your gift, stops at gardening,” Ryker said.

I raised an eyebrow. “You think?”

He nodded, eyes intense. “Try something more aggressive.”

I reached out to a nearby vine. Instead of willing it to grow, I imagined it lashing out, becoming a weapon. To my shock, the plant writhed and twisted, its tip hardening into a sharp point.

“Holy shit,” Chad breathed.

The vine whipped through the air, slicing neatly through a rotted wooden beam.

I laughed, giddy with the rush of power. “Okay, that was pretty badass.”

Chad’s face split into a huge grin. “You’re amazing, you know that?” He strode over, cupping my face in his hands. “You can do it all.” His lips met mine in a fierce, urgent kiss.

When we broke apart, I was breathless. My heart was still racing when I felt a presence behind me—heat, steady and unwavering. Ryker. He didn’t hesitate, tilting my chin up and claiming my lips in a kiss that was deeper, slower—possessive in a way that sent warmth curling through my belly.

I pulled back, suddenly very aware of both of them. My skin tingled, and it had nothing to do with plant magic.

“So,” I said, my voice a little shaky. “Any other theories you want to test?”

Without warning, Ryker gripped my hair, pulling my head back as he kissed his way down my neck. His lips were hot and demanding, leaving a fire trail on my skin. I gasped as his hands made their way to my breasts, kneading them through my tee, his touch both rough and tender. My nipples hardened under his palms, and I arched my back, pressing into him.

Chad moved closer, capturing my lips in a passionate kiss, starkly contrasting the intensity of Ryker’s touch. My hands reached Chad’s hair, tugging gently as our tongues danced. All the while, Ryker continued to fondle my breasts, his touch sending sparks of pleasure shooting through me.

Every inch of me tingled, nerve endings alive with sensation. I broke away from Chad’s kiss, breathing heavily, and turned my head to meet Ryker’s eyes. They were dark with lust as he claimed my lips, his kiss bruising and fierce. Chad didn’t stayidle; he leaned in and kissed my breasts through my t-shirt before playfully biting my nipples.

We began to strip each other, our clothes falling away like the dead leaves in the greenhouse. I conjured a bed of soft grass and flowers to lie on, and the scents of jasmine and lavender filled the air.

With a flick of my wrist, a vine snaked up from the grass, wrapping around Chad’s wrists and binding them together. He looked down at his hands and then at me with a wicked grin.

“Kinky,” he said. “I like it.”

I leaned in to kiss him, my hand trailing down his chest to his groin. His bound hands tried to follow, but the vine held tight, leaving him at my mercy.

Then Ryker gently bent me forward, guiding my head towards his brother’s straining erection. I licked my lips, my mouth watering at the prospect of taking Chad inside. He groaned as I wrapped my hand around his shaft, stroking him gently.

“That’s it, little witch,” he said, his voice ragged with need. “Just like that.”

After sucking on the tip, I took him deeper into my mouth. Chad threw his head back, his bound hands gripping my hair tightly. I loved how much power I had over him and how a touch from me could make him lose control.

As I continued to pleasure Chad, Ryker stepped behind me. He reached for my breasts, cupping them gently before teasing my nipples with his thumbs.

Then I felt his large cock against my slit.

“I’m going to make you feel every inch of me,” he said as he rubbed himself in my slick, driving me mad with need. I moaned around Chad’s cock, making him thrust his hips and pushing his length further into my mouth.

My mind was swirling as my pussy begged to be taken. Finally, Ryker slipped his hand between my legs, finding my swollen clit.

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