Jesper moved to my other side, boxing me in gently against the door, one hand braced near my head. “Are you okay?” he asked quietly. “Hearing them talk about you and your DNA like that.”
“I’ve heard worse,” I said honestly. “But no, I didn’t love them blaming my DNA for the slaughter of the village.”
Drecken’s hand brushed my hip, fingers curling into the fabric of my dress. “They’re idiotic. They dissect information they don’t understand.”
“They’re scared,” I murmured. “The humans are at war with themselves, and they’ve watched humans weaponize my power in our territories twice now. They want someone to tell them it’s not going to happen again.”
“And we did,” Jesper assured me, his thumb brushing my jaw and lifting my face toward his. “Because it isn’t.”
Drecken’s magic flared around us, no longer spiking with irritation, but spreading around us with contentment. “You’re safe with us. Whatever the humans’ terrorist faction thinks they’re doing, they’re running out of time.”
“And out of bodies,” I added. “The humans’ population has grown exponentially since Kalista’s Second War, but their population can’t take too much more death.”
He laughed quietly. “Exactly.”
The fear that had been coiled under my ribs since Shadowmere Abyss loosened another notch.
Drecken’s hand slid up my side, bunching up my dress as his fingers traced the line of my ribs. His magic exploded from him, and a dome-like ward surrounded the room. “I’ve warded the room. Nobody can come in or hear what happens.”
Jesper’s other hand did the same, slipping under my dress to brush his mark on my bare skin. Our matebond flared with heat as soon as he touched it.
Jesper’s winter woods scent and Drecken’s pure magic and ancient tomes scent wrapped together around me, making my heart pound harder.
“You two are very distracting.”I sucked in a sharp breath.
“That’s the goal,” Drecken murmured.
“Do you want us to stop?” Jesper asked, voice low. His concern flickered through our bond. “We are at Headquarters, so I understand if you do.”
“No,”I gasped.“Please, don’t stop.”
“I must admit, this isn’t the first time we’ve been together in public, but…” Drecken leaned in first, his mouth brushing my neck, lips warm against the place where my pulse fluttered. “I am feeling rather nervous.”
“You, nervous?” I let out a breathy chuckle.
“With you?” He kissed again. “Always. You are the singular oddity in this life that has made me feel.”
I swallowed the lump that had formed in my throat.
“You’re in control, okay?” Jesper’s breath ghosted over my ear as he bent over.
“Sometimes I needyouto take control,” I pleaded.
The press, the lake, the bodies, the humans, and the whole mess of the world outside blurred at the edges, fading under the weight of their hands and the steady thrum of our bonds.
“I can take on that role, but remember that it’s you that’s truly holding the power.” Jesper’s fingers hooked under my chin, tilting my mouth up to his before descending upon my lips with the ferocity of his draconic instincts.
My heart pounded as he pressed his body against mine, shifting me so he was in front of me with Drecken at my back.
“Shealwaysholds the power,” Drecken whispered his agreement in my ear.
Raw desire flooded me as I pushed them both off me and lifted my dress over my head and kicked my flats off my feet, standing bare in front of them. “Your turn, then.”
“Whatever my viperling says.” Drecken’s pupils blew wide as he snapped his fingers, undressing both Jesper and himself completely.
They were both hard, their cocks weeping at the tips.
Aphrodisiac venom dripped from my fangs as I instinctively dropped to my knees in front of them, grabbing their hot, velvety shafts in tandem.
