Remi POV“Don’t you get tired?” I whispered, my voice coming out shaky.Selene was on top of me, her fingers moving inside me with a slow, teasing rhythm. My body was still wet, still reacting to her touch, but it wasn’t as intense as it was just hours ago. At least now I could actually think. Barely.And all I could think was… how the hell does she keep this up every single night?She didn’t even pause, her lips brushing along my jaw as her fingers curled inside me.“Why would I get tired of this?” she murmured. “Of you?”Her thumb pressed against my clit and my hips bucked without warning, a moan slipping from my lips before I could stop it. I tried to hold onto the question, to ground myself in it, but she was already dragging me back to the edge.“I mean…” I gasped, digging my nails into her back, “…you do this every night with the same energy. Aren’t you ever… done?”She pulled back slightly, just enough to look into my eyes.“Are you tired?” she asked. Her question came like she
Zanye povNikolai remained quiet for a long while, like he was trying to process my words.“Wait… who?” he finally spoke.“Remi,” I replied, and his eyes widened just like I expected.“You marked her?!” he asked, almost raising his voice again, panic lacing every word.“No,” I said, watching as Nikolai’s tense shoulders slowly relaxed.I sighed heavily, slowly getting up and walking toward him. “Even if I wanted to, you know I can’t. If I mark her, I won’t be able to stand anyone else touching her, and that would be dangerous for both of us.”Nikolai nodded in agreement, but then his brows furrowed even deeper.“Then how can she be in heat if she’s not marked?” he asked. “It’s not in human biology for that to happen. It’s dangerous — their body can’t handle it. You know that,” he added, his eyes narrowing like he was trying to solve a puzzle with missing pieces.“I know,” I said, rubbing the back of my neck. “But when we had sex—”“You forced her!” Nikolai cut in, his eyes growing so
Zanye POVI lay shirtless on her bed, which barely contained me, while she rested on top of me, still completely naked. I listened silently to the sound of her heartbeat, my hand gently stroking her hair while her fingers traced the scars across my chest.We’d been like this for a long time, not saying a word.“Did you sleep with that courtesan?” she asked suddenly, her voice soft, her finger still trailing the scar with her head turned to the side. “I’m just… curious,” she added too quickly.I felt her body tense just a little, and that made me smile. My hand moved from her hair to her back, and she shifted slightly, adjusting so she could see my face as I shook my head.Her body relaxed against mine again, but then she continued.“Then why did you take her with you? Was it to make me jealous?”The question came out of nowhere, and I couldn’t even think of a response.“Because it worked,” she added, and my eyes widened for a moment.That was never my intention. I never wanted to hurt
Remi POVI didn’t expect things to go this far.Fuck… I didn’t even expect a kiss. I just wanted him to hear me out and see just how bad I needed him.But was I complaining? Of course not. A win was a win.I melted into him instantly, moaning softly into the kiss while my hand fisted in his shirt. He deepened the kiss, sliding his tongue in like he was claiming me, while his fingers tangled in my hair and pressed our bodies even closer.This wasn’t soft and gentle like he was that night.If anything, it felt like he was the one who had been starving.At some point, it became hard to keep up.His lips were everywhere. I tried to match his pace, but my lungs started to burn, so I was the one who had to pull back first, gasping for air.Zanye just stood there, breathing just as heavily as I was.When I’d gotten enough air to fill my burning lungs, I stared at him for a few seconds… and then I did something that the version of me from a few months ago would have never done willingly.With
Zanye POVMy pace only slowed when I reached the hallway that led to her room. Why would she do something like that? Was she out of her mind?I paused by the door, my hand hovering near the knob. Slowly, I pushed it open and stepped inside.She was seated on the bed, staring down at her bandaged wrist.My fists clenched at the sight. I crossed the room in a few strides, grabbing her wrist gently. She looked up, startled. Then her eyes widened when she saw me.“Beta…” she whispered.What is wrong with you? Are you crazy? What made you do that?Those were all the things I wanted to say.At least she was alive. That was all that mattered.“I did it to get your attention,” she said with a smile. “Looks like it worked.”My eyes widened. I let go of her hand and took a step back, running a hand through my hair.“Did I do something wrong?” she asked, and I quickly shook my head.“Then why are you ignoring me?”I looked away, unable to meet her eyes.“You said you loved me.” She stood now, ta
Zanye POVI sat on the chair with a glass of alcohol in my hand, watching the courtesan I had sent for undress in front of me.This wasn’t the first time I had called for one. Like Damon said, I was still a man. But since I never got turned on, I always sent them back. That was a few years ago.And recently, it felt like my restraint was cracking. I had been more aroused in a day than I had in a whole week.My body was restless. I couldn’t sleep or focus on anything. I had trained more than usual, fought more than I needed to. And none of it helped, because no matter what I did, she was still always on my mind.I took a sip from the glass, my eyes still on the woman now fully naked before me. She looked good. Beautiful, even.But I still wasn’t hard like I was a moment ago. That’s why I had called for her—because I could no longer even pleasure myself.Now she was in front of me, wrapping her hands around my neck and rocking her hips against my thigh.Her scent was heavy with perfume,