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“Again,” I say, my voice cool, “what do you want?”Malix splashes water up on his neck, his gaze raking the thick black night around us. When he turns back to me, his expression is serious. “Kian doesn’t mean to be a dick.”I laugh, a little more hysterically than I probably should. “Could have fooled me.”“He carries a lot on his shoulders,” Malix goes on, skating right past my sarcastic comment. “He blames himself for us being made into monsters. Hell, he blames himself for Frost and me even existing.”“Yeah, I gathered,” I say with a shrug. “That doesn’t excuse the fact that you’ve all been lying to me.”He arches an eyebrow. “You’re telling me you don’t keep secrets?”“No, I was pretty upfront with all of you about my mission to kill you.”He chuckles. “Fair enough. I just want you to give Kian the benefit of the doubt. He’s more protective than you realize. Not just of us—me and Frost—but of you, too. That’s why we did the…” He trails off. It’s almost too dark to see his facial e

Hardly any sound escapes before Malix slams his lips against mine, kissing me deeply and swallowing up my sounds as he fucks me through my release. He lets out a choked grunt as he follows right behind me, his hot cum filling me up as he keeps his mouth sealed over mine.When the movement of his hips finally slows, he eases my leg off his shoulder. My muscles protest a little, overstretched and a bit sore, but there’s too much pleasure still blazing through my body for me to care.Panting, I look up at him. “What happened to wanting me to scream your name?”“Oh yeah.” He makes a face before dropping his head to kiss me until I can’t breathe again. He pecks my nose and then tilts his head back. “I still want that, but I realized it might not be a great idea at the moment. What with us being on the run from Quinton’s pack and all.” A sinful grin tugs at his lips. “When there are fewer people out there who want to kill us, I’ll make you scream so loud that every single star in the univer

These few tidbits about her life barely scratch the surface of who Amora is. I’m curious about her. I want to know everything there is to know; I’m greedy to know her life, to become a part of that life, and I’m done trying to stop myself from indulging in my need to be closer to her.Frost and Kian can be pissed at me all they want, but I’m not stupid. I know they’re just as obsessed with her as I am. All three of us are drawn to her, and there’s really no way to deny it. She’s drawn to us, too. I’m sure of it.Okay, I did it. I opened up, Amora drawls after a moment, glancing around at us. Now you.I think about calling her out for the very sudden change in subject, but there’s still something in her eyes. Something hurt and vulnerable. So I just let her move on.What about us?I ask, tossing back a strip of flesh.Tell me a story about your lives.Kian snorts. You don’t want to hear about our childhoods. Not if you want to be entertained. Anything we could tell you would just be fuc

Right now, those things don’t feel important. They don’t feel like they mean anything at all. I’m drowning in him, and I want to go under.By the time he pulls back, I’m a puddle of reckless desire and unhinged emotion, hardly capable of standing on my own.Kian’s grip on my jaw is almost bruising as he looks deep into my eyes, a line appearing between his brows as his rugged features tighten.“You could die,” he says gruffly, his hand holding me firmly in place so that I can’t look away. There’s an unwavering intensity in his gaze that makes his words seem even heavier. “If we go down this road, if we work together against Quinton, if we spend time together and allow the bond to truly take shape… then we’ll be doing everything my brothers and I have tried to avoid.”My hands are still resting on his shoulders, and I slide one palm around to cup his face. My touch is less violent and rough than his, but my voice is no less intense as I reply, “I don’t care. You aren’t my enemy.”“Are

He wraps his hands around his hair to wring it out, sending rivulets of water cascading down his skin. “What about yesterday?”“It was…” I trail off, trying to figure out the word. “Intense. And I kinda got the feeling that you hadn’t… I guess that you haven’t done that much.” The heat in my cheeks flares even hotter.Frost lets his arms fall to his sides. “You’re correct. I had never had sex before my time with you.”Shock barrels through me, wiping away the shyness as my eyes open wide. “Never?”“No,” he replies matter-of-factly. There’s no shame in his tone, no hesitation to reveal such a huge secret to me.“I was your first time,” I murmur, awed by the revelation. “Frost, that’s…”Shit, I don’t know what I’m trying to say, I’m so freaking tongue-tied. I’m honored he shared such an important first with me; it means something, almost makes our connection feel more special, more real.But how do I tell him that without sounding condescending? Or like the “experienced” girlfriend cooi