cock at the same pace Jai teased me, his destroyed expression a mirror of mine.
But it wasn’t just sexual. His words hit me like body blows, smashing through any barriers I might still have had and exposing my heart, just as he did my body. Jai forced me open, to admit his fingers, his scenario, him. I was never going to be able to put myself back together after this without him as a part of it.
“I love you…” I rasped out, unable to do much more, fighting for breath.
“I love you too, baby, so fucking much. Now come for us. Come on my fucking fingers.”
He jammed several inside me, curling them up, and his other hand slapped down on my clit as I came apart.
My cries meshed with Zane’s growls, the two of us making a cacophonous sound that rang throughout the whole cage complex, but I couldn’t pay too much attention to that. Everything narrowed down to here, him, us. Waves of pleasure crashed through me, forcing me to jerk in his arms, but Jai held me close, stroking me through each one, rubbing his face on my skin, praising me with a steady stream of nonsense words only I could understand.
“Fuck…” Zane said finally, wiping his sticky hand on the sheets. “That’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.” He got to his feet and tucked his dick away. “But I got the message loud and clear. She’s the queen, we serve at her command.” He sketched me a short bow. “Well, I’m more than happy to be your fool. You just wiggle that pretty little finger, and I’ll be at your feet.”
He wandered off, not needing an answer. I had none to give him anyway, the shitty, grinding reality of this place crashing in now. I turned carefully in Jai’s arms, knowing I’d be looking into that same warm gaze of his when I did.
He didn’t disappoint. He pulled my sodden gown off me and then stroked my hair back from my face.
“How do we do this, Jai?” I asked, feeling exhilarated and ashamed at the same time. “We love each other, but I feel like I’m stabbing a knife into you.”
Something raw and vulnerable surfaced at that, but he took my hand and wrapped his hand around it.
“This isn’t what I would have wanted. That wasn’t my kink, and I had no intention of sharing you with any-fucking-one. None. But an animal adapts or he dies, and I’m adapting. The fucker who put us here will want to use the others to drive a wedge between us, force us apart.” He shook his head. “Nothing can do that, babe, nothing. You and me? We’re for keeps. That’s what I’m focussing on.”
Where did he get his certainty from? I wondered. I saw it, wanted it, but deep in my heart, it wasn’t there. This, before, everything that had happened? It scared me more than I cared to admit, so I snuggled down by his side and pretended that wasn’t the case.
Chapter 32
Well, this was fucking awkward.
“Hello, beautiful.”
I stood in the doorway of Kazimir’s cage, hovering. He lay across his bed, his gorgeous body on display, looking like something from a romance novel or a Playgirl centrefold. I just blinked, taking in the lazy splay of his body.
The tiger shifter was big, with only Nero approaching the same size. His chest was broad, covered with great slabs of muscles, and his biceps bulged as his fingers traced circles on the sheets. He smiled, a slow, feline thing, like he saw my inspection and liked it.
Get it together, I told myself. I walked over to the bed and sat down on the edge. This would work well, make it look like we were connecting. That amused smirk only broadened when I lay down and rolled towards him.
“Breathe, little dove,” he said in a low purr.
My eyes jerked up to meet his and narrowed, then I managed to wipe that grin away by moving my lips until they hovered just over his.
I felt his hiss on my face when my hand went to his waist to steady myself, and I knew how he felt. The sensation of a hot, strange, muscular male under my palm was very distracting, then came the purr. A vibration rocked through his whole body, reverberating down my arm and into my body, and I felt something settle inside me.
“I need to pretend that we’re making out to practise this,” I whispered.