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I’m not sure how your healing magic usually works, but I definitely feel better.”

“Something did happen,” I said. My hands still felt warm. “For a minute I was caught in a flow of magic like nothing I’ve felt before.”

“Huh,” Jake said, and I could see he was a little envious. Being the well-behaved twin wasn’t always to my personal advantage, but I had cultivated a few talents he lacked completely. Jake had no magic skill at all.

“So what does that mean?” Helena asked.

“It means that something is happening,” Byron said. “But perhaps for now, it’s only there if you know to look for it. So we have time…angel. Plenty of time. And there is no better way to spend that time than to gain greater power. So I think you know what’s coming…” He reached under Helena’s skirt, made a few hidden tugs at her hips, and her underwear fell to her feet. She leaned against him, her bodice stretching tight over her breasts with every rapid breath that swelled her lungs with air.

My cock grew harder with every second I watched, and if there was any moment we could have stepped off this train, I realized we were past it now.

Chapter Eleven

Helena

Harris, you are going to have every right to smirk at me when you find out how far this went. I am sooo sorry I ever judged your relationship when…

I have never been so nervous, excited and turned on in my whole life and I probably owe you a thank you because you showed me that this could work.

I was still nervous because my brother and his bond-mates were best friends and these four men were just beginning to know each other, but we had the shared experience of thinking we might die together, and that probably helped.

I sensed that this moment was a turning point and a lot would depend on my ability to completely relax into it and enjoy them without letting my own head get in the way. Maybe they didn’t entirely feel relaxed around each other yet, but if I let go completely, they would start to let go too.

Had I ever let go completely?

With an upbringing like mine, letting go was hard to do. The weight of society followed me around long after I tried to leave it behind. But my heart knew what it wanted.

And then, I had Byron. Byron knew how to cut through all the bullshit that normal guys brought to the table. He gave everyone permission to follow their impulses.

“I’ll show you how it’s done,” Byron said, and he switched back into his demon form, but now his demon form was Lord Abiron.

“My little angel,” he said. “You suddenly seem so small when I’m like this. I must have hurt you, before, in the past…”

“No,” I breathed. “Well, just a little. But you were very good at…making me feel ready.”

“I wonder if Graham, Jasper and Jake are as good at making you feel ready,” he said. “It might be a good idea to test them…” He unzipped my dress and lifted it over my head, then his powerful hand wrapped around my wrists and extended his arm, holding me out on the tip-toes of my boots. “I’ll give you ninety seconds to pleasure her however you can and then I’m going to fuck her, so if you don’t want it to be painful for her, you’d better flood her body with anticipation.”

Oh my.

I was so damn turned on that I could feel myself wanting to protest it, but I fought it off. Relax. Own it. Byron knows what makes you happy.

“Are you kidding, man?” Jake said. “That’s no way to treat her.”

“I’m not kidding,” Byron said. “You can get back to your regularly scheduled mating dance later. Tonight, I need to take all of you under my wing and shatter the remains of your hesitation. Either this will work, or it won’t. Ninety seconds, beginning now, before I split her open. Eighty-nine…”

I just wanted them to touch me already, and I gave Jake a look that I guess said enough.

“Shit,” he said, and he dropped to his knees, lifting my legs onto his shoulders and burying his tongue in my pussy. Which was when I realized just how very turned on I really was, because I don’t know how far my eyes rolled back into my head before Graham and Jasper moved in to assist. Werewolves were always known as the best with their tongues, which made plenty of