Sheena’s hips rock into my magic hungrily. Gideon groans as he watches her, licking his lips and clenching his jaw until something in him snaps. When he wraps his big hand around his thick cock, I feel his arousal sizzling against my skin. Overcome by the tsunami of lust I’m riding, I bring another shadow to life, letting it stroke up Gideon’s thigh, pausing in an obvious question.
He looks over at me. His golden gaze is liquid with lust, but I don’t see any worry or hesitation. He nods, letting his hand fall away from his length, and for once, I don’t let myself overthinkthings. I direct the new shadow to wrap itself around his dick, pumping and vibrating it in time with the shadows inside of Sheena.
“Oh fuck, Callum,” Gideon moans my name.
Sheena’s molten purple eyes shoot open. As soon as she makes sense of what she’s seeing, I feel her gush around my shadows. If any blood was still circulating in my body, it abandons that mission now and rushes to my hard cock instead.
“You like that, Sheena?” I double the pace inside her. “Seeing Gideon at my mercy... just like you?”
Sheena whimpers, Gideon hisses, and a rush of power floods my body. Before I know it, I’m trembling right alongside them. I’m used to absorbing lust in trickles here and there, so the deluge I’m feeling right now is overwhelming. I’m on fire with it, hovering on the edge of total ecstasy.
When Sheena slides her hand into my boxer briefs and curls it around me, I know I won’t last. But I’m determined not to come before her, so I ratchet my power up another notch and let it grow into a steady crescendo before I slam them both with a sharp surge.
They aren’t expecting it and both of them explode. Absorbing the pleasure of their orgasms sends me hurtling over the edge so hard I see spots. It’s like nothing I’ve ever felt before.
For several minutes, the only sound in the room is our combined heavy breathing. Sheena lets her legs fall back flat against the mattress, wincing at the soggy aftermath she encounters on the sheets. Gideon chuckles and kisses her cheek.
“Dude. That was insane,” he says, looking at me with a dimpled grin. He inspects our hands one at a time, and then laughs out loud.
“What’s so funny?” I ask, shocked by how hoarse I am.
“It’s just—our hands are completely clean, but we’re laying in the biggest wet spot of all time.” I shake my head, and Sheena turns cherry red, burying her face in my chest.
“Did you like it?” I ask, feeling a surge of worry.
What if it wasn’t as good for her as it seemed?She might never want to give up control like that again.
“It was incredible,” Sheena says, smiling against my skin. “The only way it could have been better was if you were actually inside of me.”
My confidence comes roaring back, and I puff out my chest.
“Oh, I will be, sweetheart,” I tell her. “I intend to fuck you every way I can think of for the next century or so. When I run out of ideas, I’ll start over and try them all again.”
She shivers, a drop of sweat dripping from her temple down to my chest. I nudge her chin up and press a gentle kiss to her lips.
“Sheena, I will have all of you, and you’ll have all of me, but the first time won’t be while I’m using my powers or with an audience,” I reassure her, and she smiles.
“Aw. That was sweet, man, but I don’t like being called an audience,” Gideon complains. “I may not have been headlining the show, but I was at least part of the band.”
Climbing out of the soggy bed, we continue to laugh and joke as we strip the linens off. Sheena is deeply disturbed by the idea of anyone on the staff finding out what we’ve been up to. Neither Gideon nor I have the heart to tell her they definitely already know. Even if she wasn’t incredibly loud, everyone in the place has supernatural hearing. I don’t want her to be embarrassed, so I keep my mouth shut and toss the sheets into the hamper.
I follow her and Gideon into his big bathroom. Gideon heads to the walk-in shower, its frosted glass doing little to block our view of his tight ass. Sheena and I take up spots at the counter and begin our own morning routine.
After a few minutes, Sheena pauses while brushing her teeth and makes eye contact with me in the bathroom mirror. “We have to talk about it,” she says.
“Talk about what?” Gideon asks.
I laugh at her exasperated look. “With all the shit going on, you could literally mean like seventeen different things.” I drag my razor down my jaw, being careful not to knick the skin.
“I mean,” Sheena starts, rolling her eyes at me. “Are we staying here or going home?”
I’m so delighted to hear her refer to the cabin as home I can’t even get worked up about an extended stay at the compound.
“It’s definitely safer here,” I admit. “It’s practically a fortress.”
I finish up the right side of my face and start in on the left. Gideon steps out of the shower, wandering naked around the room in search of a towel.
“I would rather go home too, baby, but honestly, story time with Mallory freaked me out,” Gideon says. He towels off his hair, then wraps the cloth around his waist. “I don’t want you to end up with your throat cut in some ditch.”
