Meg contained her smile. He wasn’t hiding from his nature
 
 anymore. He’d made that plain this evening. Beck was true to his
 
 word. He’d kept her close to him all night, kissing her, touching her
 
 whenever it suited him to do so.
 
 When one of the village men had requested a dance with his
 
 queen, Beck had sent him such a dark look Meg was surprised the
 
 poor man hadn’t peed himself. Meg had been forced to content herself
 
 with dancing with Beck and Cian.
 
 “You two are still dressed,” Meg pointed out, knowing it wouldn’t
 
 do her any good.
 
 “That can change,” Cian offered helpfully.
 
 Beck just stared and sent his will outward.
 
 Meg shook her head and pulled her clothes off. He would want
 
 her naked as often as possible. It was his nature. He liked her
 
 vulnerability and softness. He wanted her naked and draped across his
 
 lap. She was glad all her time with Cian had gotten her comfortable
 
 with her body.
 
 “That’s better,” Beck commented as Meg climbed onto the bed
 
 without a stitch of clothes.
 
 Cian’s hands “slipped” and teased her soft pink parts as she settled
 
 onto Beck’s lap.
 
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 “Damn it, Ci,” Beck admonished his twin. “This is a serious
 
 ceremony.”
 
 “I’m completely serious about fucking our wife again,” Cian
 
 replied.
 
 Beck pulled Meg into his lap, and Cian leaned close, completely
 
 encircling her. “I swear, brother, I have no idea how they consider
 
 you to be the intellectual half of us. Your brain is constantly full of