Page 150 of Out of Shadows


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“Light petting,” Zayn chuckled. “Your Majesty indeed. Sweet little sexual fiend.”

Vaxan slapped Zayn’s dick through his jeans, making him grunt, but his eyes light up.

And also… calm.

Winter looked on amazed.

Vaxan turned his attention back to me. “The body and mind aren’t always in sync.”

Oh.He was also aware of my inexperience. And now, after his encounter with Zayn, also aware of how overwhelming this sort of thing could be, how it could have your head spinning. But that wasn’t the case for me. Sure, it was overwhelming, but in a good way. And my head was clear. I knew what I wanted. I knew what I could handle. It felt… right.

I wove my fingers in his. “I’m all good.” I added for Zayn and Winter who were looking on concerned too, “Promise, lovelies.”

Vaxan lifted our joined hands, then pressed a tender kiss to my knuckles. “To be clear, dragon princess, this will be the only real act of restrained gentleness, should things escalate tonight.”

“Mmm,” I uttered on a growl. “I can’t wait.”

“Hell fucking yes,” Zayn exclaimed. “That’s about—”

Vaxan released me and spun rapidly with his supernatural speed, snagging Zayn by his nape. He crushed his mouth to our hellion’s, taking him in a wild, feral kiss that could only be described as a devouring.

When he eased back, he had to grasp Zayn’s biceps to steady him.

He stroked his fingers over his throat where Zayn had sliced a wound for Winter. “Already healed, smoldering beauty. Do you wish to make your offer again now that Winter is ready?”

“Yeah,” Zayn breathed, a moment before Vaxan drew another wound across his throat with his magic, which had Winter’s eyes hooding.

A hiss escaped Vaxan.

My growl became more ferocious.

And that was it.

I was done.

All roadblocks down.

In the next second, I swept my ice-blue glacial magic around us all and teleported us away from the creepy locale.

The three ofthem spun toward me as we rematerialized in my dorm suite.

I smirked, then flicked my fingers, stripping Winter of his hoodie and T-shirt and baring his powerhouse muscular chest. He dipped his head, taking me in a deep kiss, which I escalated in a heartbeat. Our tongues lashed and clashed, and I grasped the belt of his jeans, earning a sexy groan from him as I ground against his already hard dick.

I pulled back, panting, then shoved him onto the end of my fluffy white couch in the seating area before us.

“Feed first,” I encouraged him.

I caught sight of Vaxan shoving Zayn’s jacket off, then yanking open his shirt and lapping at Zayn’s sculpted chest with his forked tongue.

He eased Zayn toward the couch, while he tasted all that hard muscle, then Zayn fell onto the soft cushion right beside Winter.

I stepped forward and stroked Winter’s hair, encouraging him as he focused on the right side of Zayn’s throat that was dripping with blood from the wound Vaxan had inflicted.

I smiled as Winter angled his head, then lapped at the blood.

The moment he heard a needy groan from Zayn and saw him tremble with it, Winter latched on, cupped the side of Zayn’s cheek, and began drinking from him in a really intenselysensual way. It had Zayn’s eyes rolling back in his head, and him basically becoming putty in Winter’s hands.

I registered a mischievous look from Winter that I wasn’t used to seeing. Not even the night we’d slept together. He’d been all careful and kind of reverent with me then. The surprise of it had him catching me off guard when his free hand started skating up my thigh.