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I tilt my chin up, excitement making me bold. “Go right ahead.”

“Are you sure?”

I shrug. “I think I can handle a kiss, Lucian. Besides, you know what they say: practice makes perfect.”

I expect him to lower his body again so that I’m within his reach. I part my lips, only to squeal when, suddenly, he grips me by my wait, lifting me up easily before hooking my legs over his shoulders.

It happens so quickly, all I can do is screech, “What are you doing?”

“What you told me I could, dear one. I’m giving our mate a kiss.”

I giggle. “I know you’re, like, a million-feet-tall and all, but even you might have a hard time kissing me while you have my legs thrown over my shoulders.”

Holding me with one possessive hand, Lucian waves the other. I’m not entirely sure what the gesture means until he reaches behind me with it and the heat of his palm nearly sears my ass.

Mybareass.

“Lucian?” My voice is husky, yet trembling with undeniably need. “Where are my clothes?”

“They are woven from my shadows. I can create them just like I can vanish them.”

It’s my turn to shudder out a breath. “But I thought you wanted to kiss me?”

“Oh, I do.” The big demon lays his palms possessively on both my ass cheeks, suddenly pushing me gently so that my pussy is brushing up against his mouth. He blows out a rush of hit air and Isqueal.“I am going to kiss your cunt.”

“You… you are?”

“If it would please you, Tandy. I would very much like to see what you taste like.”

Well, when he puts it so nicely…

I grab his horns like they’re a set of handlebars. Then, holding on for dear life, I use the heel of my foot to nudge his hard, muscular back.

“Well?” I ask. “What are you waiting for?”

CHAPTER 7

JEALOUSY

DAMIEN

Sometimes I wonder, if Lucian released me and I went fully demonic, if I would simply stopfeeling.

I always have. I feel love and gratitude for Lucian, and desire for my mate, and pride that we are the most revered demons in Sombra apart from Haures. I feel remorse that Lucian can’t use the magic that is his birthright, and appreciation for the way Haures rules Sombra, leaving us to guide him from the shadows.

I don’t see the way my brother does. Not when it comes to our visions. That is his gift. He was the twin born with the magic power and the mage’s purple eyes. I was the spare, without any essence or a reason to survive. I should’ve been left to the shadows, and I would’ve been if—even as a newborn spawn—my twin didn’t instinctively share his essence with me through our twin bond.

For nearly three millennia, I’ve tried to convince him to take it back. I don’t want to end my existence, but if it meant Lucianwould have a better one? I’d sever our twin bond in an instant, giving him all of the essence that we shared.

I don’t see—Ifeel.I sense things that are going to happen, and I explain them only using the way I experience them. I’m not like Lucian or most other seers. They open their minds’ eyes and see. I can’t, but between the two of us combining our unique abilities, we’ve become the most well-regarded visionaries in Sombra.

We are the doppelseers.

We are twins.

We share. Our essence. Our abilities. Our home… and our mate.

I always knew we would. Like Lucian, I looked forward to taking our female and making her ours. Even up until the moment that the red I sensed becameTandy, I was prepared to pleasure her alongside my brother.

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