Too bad all the things I wanted to do with him—for him—were far from honorable.
With one final glance over my shoulder, I faced Landon. His hooded gaze drank in the sight before him, me standing at the foot of the bed while his King, and his best friend, sent me to please him. He appeared controlled, as usual, but the tension radiating up his forearms, the strain of his cock against his black pajama bottoms, gave away how much he wanted this, too.
We were about to cross every line.
So I hooked my fingers into the waistband of my panties and sent us right over them. They hit the floor, and a groan echoed through the room.
My bralette followed, loose curls falling down my back as I whipped the garment over my head and tossed it away.
“Fuck,” they said in unison.
My new bar for all future reactions had officially been set.
Standing between them in all my fucking glory, even my wild, mussed up hair felt sexy as sin. A month away from dancing full time had softened a few of my sharper edges, but with their eyes on me, I owned every bit of goddess energy Gia had been pumping into my soul since we met ten years ago.
I ran my hands over my breasts, down my sides, teasing lightly under the curve of my ass for Kingston.
And then, I followed his command.
Placing one knee on the end of the bed, I took my time. Prowling toward Landon like a lioness ready to take charge of her pride. Wetting my lips as I stared at what waited for me when I reached him. And giving Kingston a front row seat to the show.
“Landon.”
My White Knight’s name on Kingston’s lips zipped down my spine like a bolt of lightning. When I reached him, I paused, even though I wanted to touch him more than anything. Lifting my head, I sat back on my heels and waited.
I really wassucha good girl.
Landon’s dark amber gaze tore from mine to meet Kingston’s. “Yes, sir?”
Fuuuck.They were going to kill me.
“Make sure your Lady gets what she needs.”
Landon nodded, his eyes jumping between us, but my clit throbbed when it was Kingston he stared at while he whispered, “As you wish.”
Reaching for his shirt, Landon pulled it off slowly. Teasing me as I watched. Moving as if he knewexactlyhow wet I was. How much I ached to touch him.
When he tugged his pants down, freeing his cock, there was no doubt. No hesitation even though we weren’t alone.
A quiet inhale of breath from behind me distracted me. If Landon heard it, he didn’t react. But my body thrummed with awareness. Awareness of Landon naked in front of me, and Kingston watching behind me. And also, of them, and the world of questions I’d have to unravel when this was done.
It all made sense, suddenly. If it was true.
Why Kingston wanted the things he wanted for Camelot Court. Why he’d vouched for Landon time and time again, knowing who he was better than anyone. And why he fought to protect him as fiercely as he tried to protect me. Maybe even more so.
For the first time, I understood the look Kingston had given us the day I arrived back at Camelot Court.
No jealousy. No fear.
Just peace.
Emotion swelled in my heart as Landon kissed me. As I thought about what this could truly mean for them.
And Landon might not even know how much his best friend wanted to share with him.
But because Kingston hadn’t chosen to reveal that to me yet, I put my suspicions and my hope for them aside. All I could focus on was the truth I had in front of me. And tonight, Kingston wanted us to know thatthis—the bond between Landon and me, whatweshared—was what he wanted for us, too.
But I needed him to know he was part of it, too. Even as he kept his distance to do the things he had to do. Even as he kept his secrets and waited for when it was safe to let them go.
