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“No, it’s not.” I indulged this silent conversation, then shoved her forward. Ceto caught her against his chest, and I started undoing my belt. “But this might be.”

With no interest in giving Ceto time to catch up with what I was doing, I placed one hand on Lila’s back, holding her down against him, then I lifted her loose skirt, and slipped the head of my cock into the first inch of her tight pussy right alongside his, using her abundance of arousal to ease my entrance.

“Fuck, Marcus—” Ceto groaned at the same time that Lila channeled the same into my head. For someone protesting so much, he still wasn’t making any effort to change this dynamic, and that was as predictable as always.

“Is this what you were hoping for when you marked her?” I slid all the way in, enjoying the combination of her tight squeeze and his hard length pressing into my every nerve ending when we were both so snugly inside her. I held her hips to brace her body as I started to move in and out. “When you rejected my pact and saw I’d met someone else, was this how you wanted to get my attention?” I wasn’t afraid to say this in front of her. So long as we were both now hers, they were both now mine, and my precious little Beta and her defiant Omega needed to remember who was calling the shots. “Isn’t it funny when your idea of revenge is the same as giving in?” Ceto refused to answer and he refused to move with me, but that didn’t change how quick his heart was beating, how hard he was biting his own lip, or how fast he was falling toward climax. “You cried and you begged then you signed away your fate with your own hand, when no one was looking, and you had every other option.” I supported myself on one hand on the back of the seat, right beside his head, and I increased the pace. I was barely holding out, and the way she was on the fucking precipice only heightened the sensation. “And now you both belong to me, and I’m the only one who can open the cage.”

Ceto turned his head, resting his cheek on my hand, and nuzzling against my forearm, like the good boy he was. I could fucking feel how much those words were getting to him, and fuck, he was every bit as hard as he was terrified, desperate, and about to burst.

He opened his mouth to bite me, but I was quick to pull away, not ready to give him what he wanted just yet.

“Be a good boy and fuck her with me, won’t you?” I pushed him with an Alpha command, not caring that those didn’t work on him. He always listened, regardless of the magic. Tonight was no different. He braced her hips and moved with me. At no point did he even try to break the rhythm.

He gave in first, filling her with his seed, and the added slickness combined with the way that release freed her body from his paralysis, resulted in the most intense convulsions of her orgasm I’d ever felt, only amplified while she was sheathing both of our cocks. Her release was the lightning that shattered the fucking bottle.

I was breathing like I’d run a marathon when my cock started to soften, and I slowly withdrew from her. She lifted herself off of Ceto’s lap, while his fluids, mixed with mine, slid down her inner thighs in a mess of sex and satisfaction.

I’d been with both of them enough individually that I was used to the scent of their pheromones, but nothing had prepared me for how intoxicating that mixture of him and her and myself would be.

I didn’t deserve to be this fucking happy.

While I was still coming down from that high, Ceto stood from his seat and looked me in the eye. He lifted his chin without a word, and suddenly I couldn’t get a read on his mental state at all. I’d been picking up his feelings based on how they mixed with Lila’s within her, but now he was impenetrable.

“That was clever.” He spoke with unusual quiet and calm. “The fact that you managed to talk her into this tells me that maybe you’ve been right all along. I do seek out certain qualities in my mates.”

Lila looked at me with confusion, and I just kept his gaze occupied. Ceto removed his glasses and folded the arms nicely before he set them on the desk in his hotel room. Then he paced over to the window, and he hit the latch.

“You still want to play, Kitten?” He said, glancing over his shoulder at me. His smirk was threatening, and this was the vicious side of him I wanted to see. He’d shifted his mind to his Gemini, and I was getting the first glimpse of a moon fueled monster. “You don’t have to answer that. You never give anyone else a choice, so why should I give you one?” He slid open the window in one smooth motion, and he took it all in with a heavy inhale, like he was breathing in the warmth of the moon’s beams. Silver scales started populating his skin, decorating his neck and the backs of his hands, while the rest of his body was still hidden by his dress shirt. His ears took on a devilish point, while he remained otherwise largely human in design. A subtle transformation that was lethal in its very aura.

“Finally. I’ve been wanting to meet your other side.” I pushed back, while an honest sense of danger hit my instincts in a way that was hard to explain. I took one step closer to Lila, not sure what exactly I’d provoked, though I was confident I could take him in any form. I had plenty of demonic strength at my disposal, especially right now.

But Ceto was simply looking at his hands, examining himself like he’d never seen this shift himself. “How liberating.” He laughed in a way that wasn’t meant to be shared. “Why didn’t you tell me mating myself to Lila would give me access to both of my souls while under the moon?” His gaze shot to Lila, and her whole body stiffened under his more terrifying and powerful form of paralysis. “It’s too bad for both of you that the sweet little Omega you enjoy so much isn’t the soul I’m choosing tonight.”

Shit.

I stood between the two of them now, and I waited rather impatiently for my Cancer shift to trigger. There was no logical reason it shouldn’t have already. All it took was a protective instinct that showed empathy and care in a way that befit a Cancer. And yet I felt the pull that would ordinarily throw me into a frenzy—that click in the back of my mind that felt like a gun firing through my skull before my beast took over.

Yet right now, I was still in human form.

Subtly, not wanting to alarm or tip anyone else off, I partial shifted my Leo’s claw, which would normally be armored in the intense red exoskeleton of the crab on a night like tonight, but all I could bring out were the traces of golden fur.

What… the fuck?

While I could rely on either side of my species for self-defense, I wasn’t going to win against a monster fueled by the moon twice over with my ordinary forms.

“What’s wrong? I can feel how troubled you are from here.” Ceto stepped into my space, and placed a hand on my cheek. I wasn’t about to tell him why my whole mood had shifted. “You’re not scared, are you, Kitten?” Without warning, he placed his hand on my shoulder, and he used unexpected strength to shove me downward, dropping me to my knees in front of him. He laced one hand through my thick hair, then he balled that hand into a fist, tugging roughly on the strands. “Lila,” he said, lifting his gaze to hers, and freeing her body from his hold. She heaved in heavy breaths to catch up on oxygen he’d withheld from her. “I want you to go lay on the edge of the bed, and spread your legs. Let’s let our kitten lick you clean.”

“It’s okay. Listen to him,” I reassured her when she hesitated. My inner Alpha wanted to push back and regain control of the situation, but at no point was I going to pretend I was afraid to fuck her with my tongue. I had plenty of other things to be afraid of right now, but those might have to wait until sunrise.

I hated to admit this, but at least internally, I could acknowledge that maybe I’d bitten off more than I could chew with him after all.

Chapter 19

I sat down on the edge of the bed, legs together, and feeling almost self-conscious despite the way my heart was racing. Ceto dragged Marcus over by his hair, half stumbling and half crawling, then Ceto looked down at me with a scolding gaze that held my heart for a full beat, punishing me for my disobedience.

“Would you prefer I open them for you?” His gaze fully penetrated my soul, and he stole my ability to breathe. I glared up at him in a dare, believing he wouldn’t hurt me despite his dominance. “By the devil, you are good at playing me.” He chuckled, then froze me completely, before separating my knees, and shoving Marcus between them. “Now don’t miss a single drop, kitten. If you’re a good boy, I’ll give you another meal.”

Marcus didn’t argue. He committed to licking his way up my inner thighs, one at a time, cleaning the mess of our combined arousal from my skin. Ceto watched with his arms crossed, as Marcus neared my center, then dipped his tongue inside my pussy to start licking me clean from the inside out.