“Babe, no,” Kill said. “Never. How can you even think that? The reason we're so mad is that we love you. You're not alone.”
“I understand, Seren.” Tiernan smoothed my hair back. “And Killian's right. You're not alone. You must never feel like you can't share something with us. We are your husbands, chosen by the Gods to support you, and we're also your friends. If anything, you make us feel alone when you withhold things like this.”
I blinked, my emotions churning in and back on themselves. “Yes, I . . . I get that. I'm sorry.”
“The only thing you've done wrong is not tell us.” Tiernan leaned down and kissed my forehead. “We could have been helping you through this.”
I frowned up at him. As wonderful as it was that he wasn't shouting at me, this acceptance felt strange too. Yes, he'd been upset, but not as upset as I expected, and that anger had vanished in the blink of an eye. I was feeling less worried about Star and more worried about Tiernan.
“Uh, yeah, I'm mainly mad about you lying,” Killian said. “But, I'm sorry, I'm pissed about the dreams too.” He frowned at Tiernan. “Dude, you're starting to scare me a little. Aren't you angry about this? He's been having sex with our wife in her dreams.”
Tiernan cocked his head, his gaze turning inward. “No. I don't believe it's Seren's fault. Not the dreams, at least. And anger will not serve me here. We must consider our goals, Killian. What do you want?”
Killian gaped at Tiernan. “Uh? I want my wife to not be fucking the King of Hell in her dreams.”
I groaned.
“I want the same.” Tiernan stroked my cheek. “Raging at Seren will not get us what we want.” His hand went down my throat to lay on my collarbone. “So, what will shift your focus from Astaroth to us, my love?”
My heart sped up.
“Uh, what the fudge is happening?” Killian whispered, the shift in his cursing a clear indication that Killian's anger had just been overpowered by his confusion.
Tiernan took the phone with his free hand and set it on a nearby bookshelf at eye-level with us. Then he took my waist and pulled me in against him. “Has sex with your husbands become boring?”
“No,” I whispered and then glanced at the library doors. They were shut but couldn't be locked.
“I think it has.” Tiernan took his hand from my face as it filled with light.
My eyes went wide as the shadows cast by that light came alive and moved toward me. “Tiernan! Tiernan, what are you doing?”
“I'm fighting for my wife.” He bent his head and kissed me.
“Dude, I'm still here!” Killian called.
Tiernan kept kissing me, using his tongue to make Killian disappear. At least for me. I groaned as my talented Lord Hunter, the man who had first shown me Fairy and helped me through my transition into the Twilight Princess, the first love of my life, reminded me of who he was and what we had. Astaroth and I may have been fated to share a great love, but Tiernan had given it to me first. He'd given me everything and given up everything for me.
“Okay, now I feel like a perv. I'm going to scry Daxon and Raza with Sever. Scry us when you're done,” Killian said. “Unbelievable.”
Meanwhile, the shadows called by my Seelie husband slid in tendrils around my ankles. Up my calves. Encircled my thighs. I gasped as they found their goal. Flicking at me and sliding into me, Tiernan's magic took me into a bliss so transcendent that even Killian's threat to tell on me didn't register. I swayed, and Tiernan laid me down on the hardwood floor. Shadows surrounded us, forming curtains to conceal us while they removed our clothing.
In a daze, I broke Tiernan's kiss to look down at my sudden nudity. Dark clouds pulled my legs apart even as those naughty tendrils prepared me for my lover. Back arching, I moaned and opened my arms. Tiernan descended, his mouth finding the apex of my breast to suck hard on it.
“Tiernan,” I whispered.
He lifted his head. “Not yet. Not until you forget him.”
“Who?”
Tiernan chuckled and went back to my breast.
Pleasure shivered over my skin. No inch of me was left untouched—either by Tiernan or his magic. I couldn't focus. Even my scalp was massaged by shadows. My muscles melted while ecstasy simultaneously tightened them. My entire being was in a baffled state of desire. The only thing I knew for certain was that I needed Tiernan.
“Look at me,” Tiernan whispered.
I opened my eyes and looked up. Silver flashed in the darkness—his eyes and his beautiful scar. Near his face, his hair was so pale, it practically glowed, but it grew darker until the tips vanished in the darkness, making it seem as if he had emerged from the shadows.
“Remember me, Seren.”
