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room like something cool and thick. I felt it touch me as it flowed by, almost like I should have been able to wrap it in my hands. He called the werehyenas and they simply turned and went to him. They took up posts behind the loveseat, at Asher’s back. They faced the room like that, and it was very clear that the two werehyenas were with Asher, and not us.
“Don’t do this,” Micah said.
“There are no leopards here to help you, little king. There are no wolves to aid Jean-Claude, and the rats belong to no one. I am the only master in this room who has help at hand.”
“Not true,” Micah said.
“Do you mean our kitten? I don’t think you want to risk him against me.”
“I’m not talking about me at all,” Micah said. He looked at me.
I shook my head. “Don’t make me do this.”
“He’s setting up the rules, not me,” Micah said.
“If you mean Anita, then save your breath, leopard. She and I established that she’d bow to me long ago.”
I looked at the vampire. “What does that mean exactly?”
“You let me dominate you in the bedroom along with our kitten.”
“In the bedroom is different.”
“You once let me feed until I almost drained you dry. You and I both know that I stopped myself from killing you; you would have let me do it, and enjoyed it right up until the moment you died.”
He was talking about the last time we’d been alone and he’d fed from me. His vampire power was to make his bite orgasmic, and it was, and what he’d just said was absolutely right. In that one moment I wouldn’t have fought to live; it had felt too good to stop. He and I had never told anyone the entire truth of it before. We’d simply avoided being alone together for feedings.
“Don’t push me, Asher.”
“Or what? You’ll kill me? I don’t think so.”
“Just as you won’t kill us,” Jean-Claude said, softly, “and if death is off the table, then what is left to prove?”
“That I have grown too powerful to be your second. I need a territory of my own and lovers who aren’t ashamed of me.”
“We aren’t ashamed of you.”
“The men are, and he”—he pointed at Jean-Claude—“says he refuses my body because you would reject him if you saw us together. I told him you were with him and Augustine, Master of Chicago, and you did not turn from what happened, or from Jean-Claude. But it was when I saw your cats kissing in public that I knew that Jean-Claude had lied. You have no problem sharing yourself with men who are sharing each other; it is Jean-Claude who doesn’t want to be with me again. You are his excuse to keep me from that last part of him.”
“I don’t know what you thought you saw at the recital,” Micah said.
“I saw two men who love each other and aren’t afraid to show it in public. Don’t deny it.”
“I had no intention of denying how I feel about Nathaniel.” Nathaniel laid his head on Micah’s shoulder, and Micah reached a hand up to touch the taller man’s face. It always seemed odd that Nathaniel was taller than Micah, but dominance isn’t always about height.
“Please, can the guards go for the rest of this discussion?” I asked.
“See, you are embarrassed by me.”
“I’m embarrassed in general.”
“I am not.”
I met his too-calm, too-arrogant face, and said, “Fine, fucking fine, let’s do this.” I turned to Jean-Claude. “Are you telling me that you haven’t been his lover because you thought I’d leave you?”
“You’ve gone away for months for much lesser offenses of your small-town morality.”
“That was a while ago, Jean-Claude, give me some credit here. If you and Asher want to be together . . .”
“Be lovers,” Asher said.
I gave him an unfriendly look, but turned back to Jean-Claude. “Fine, if you and Asher want to be lovers when I’m not in the bed, that’s okay with me.”
“Non, ma petite, non.”
“It is you who is afraid of being with me,” Asher said. “I cannot live like this, and eventually I will give in to Narcissus if I have no one else to turn to.”
“If I say I’m fine with it, then why not?” I asked.
“Asher assumes that Micah and Nathaniel are doing what I will not; are they lovers?”
I wanted to squirm and fought not to. “Why don’t you ask them—they’re standing right here.”
He looked at the men. “Are you lovers?”
Nathaniel said yes, and Micah