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“Bend over and show me how sorry you are, Lilith,” Zypher says as he pulls my hair back and kisses my neck.

“Can I…” I intentionally stopped my words to make him curious.

“Can you what?” he asks.

“Can I ride you this time?” I ask as I turn to face him.

“You can,” a wicked grin spreads across his face.

He moves to sit on the table, and I put my hand on his chest to make him lie back. “This is gross,” I tell my mates.

“Just think of all the energy you will steal from him,” Callum says.

His reminder is motivation to climb up onto the table to straddle Zypher. He grabs my hips, and I lower myself onto him. He groans, and I start to fall into a pattern of bouncing on him. As I turn all of that energy on him, he is in a trance, almost. I fake my moans but his are real. I make him come once but I don’t stop. I keep going and going.

“Fuck, Lilith,” Zypher moans loudly.

His eyes are squeezed shut when his head tips back, so I don’t even bother keeping up my facial expressions. The pleasure that I’m expressing outwardly is anything but. I’m not pleased but determined. I feel the power I am drawing as I ride him. Occasionally, I fake an orgasm and moan his name while simultaneously rolling my eyes. Anytime I look over at my mates, they have an amused look on their faces.

“You look bored,” Daemon says.

“Because I am,” I laugh.

Zypher groans loudly and tightens his grip on my waist as he comes. When he sees I’m going to keep going, he grabs me and pulls me down on his chest to stop my movements. Instead, I just tighten my muscles, milking his dick. I do this over and over while he moans softly in my ear.

“Fuck, I love your needy cunt,” he mumbles. I force myself to relax against him and he kisses the top of my head. After a second, he lets me up and I get off the table. “Clean up and get some rest.”

“Yes, sir,” I say with a smile. He cups my cheek and searches my face for a moment before pulling away and leaving the room.

“That was repulsive,” I say as I go to clean up.

“You’re a good actress,” Callum laughs.

“Nah. He was just lost in the vagina powers,” I say.

“That sounds like somewhere I want to get lost,” Callum laughs.

“No kidding,” Daemon says, chuckling.

When I get done cleaning up, I go back to my corner of the room to sit down. “I’m ready to go home and sleep in a real bed,” I say.

“How is your handle on everything?” Daemon asks.

I look over at my mates because I know our kidnappers are fast asleep by now, thanks to me. “If all goes according to my plan, Brion Morwen and Zypher Fallins will die tomorrow,” I say through our mind link.

Chapter Forty Seven

Leli

Day Seven

Iampacingtheliving room, waiting for Striker to get off the phone with the witches. They were supposed to be reporting to me, but Striker swooped in and took that from me. He said I was bugging them by asking for updates. He’s not wrong, though. I was asking them multiple times a day, then stressing when they didn’t have anything else to tell me.

“Leli. Sit down,” Volis says.

“Leave me alone,” I say as I continue to pace.

“Leli,” he says as he steps in front of me. “You know he is always on for a while with them. Chill out. If it was bad, we’d know by now.”

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