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“That’s it, Zazie. Come for me like a good girl.”

“Come all over his cock,” Murtagh growled.

She did. She came with a shout, her back arching off the bed and her pussy convulsing all around me. It was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen, and it was enough to push me over the edge. I roared, my seed exploding from my cock and filling her to the brim.

Murtagh was right there with me, coming with a grunt and splattering the carpet with his seed.

We both collapsed on the bed, and Zazie was left trembling and spent between us. I wrapped my arm around her waist and pulled her back to exactly where she was meant to be.

Right between Murtagh and me.

CHAPTER 23

Zazie

By the time I woke up, the plane had landed in Moscow. Caspian was to my back and Murtagh was lying in front of me. Both of them had their arms around my waist.

Groggily shaking off the remnants of sleep, I carefully extracted myself from their embrace. The cabin was quiet except for the faint hum of the aircraft’s engines winding down. Caspian stirred first, his eyes opening slowly, reflecting a mix of confusion and drowsiness.

“We’re here,” I whispered, not wanting to startle him.

Murtagh was already sitting up, scanning the cabin with those intense, calculating eyes of his. I stood up, stretching my limbs, which were stiff from the flight.

Caspian finally got up too, running a hand through his tousled, blond hair. He shot me a sleepy grin, and I could have sworn my heart skipped a beat at the sight of it.

We dressed quickly, and I blushed when I realized that I didn’t have panties or a bra. Caspian shot me a knowing look, his lip curling wickedly at the edges. Once dressed, we gathered at the jet’s exit.

Murtagh opened the door, letting in a rush of cold air that instantly pushed aside any lingering sleepiness.

“Fuuuck this,” I said into the icy air in front of us.

The men didn’t seem too bothered by it. Maybe they couldn’t feel it for all I knew—there was a lot about their dragon forms I didn’t understand yet. Maybe they loved the cold? Caspian stepped out first, scanning the surroundings with a trained eye. Murtagh followed, his demeanor that of a soldier on a mission. I took a deep breath, bracing myself for the icy-cold air and whatever came next.

I could feel that diamond out there. In fact, it was very close, calling to me. Calling to something inside of me, telling me to come and get it. Well, I’m coming for you, baby.

“I chose the right city,” I assured them over the wind whipping around us. I looked around. The sprawling tarmac stretched out before us, dotted with an array of different aircraft, their sleek bodies glistening in the early morning light. The sky was a beautiful array of soft pinks and blues, hinting at the dawn of a new day.

Beyond the immediate vicinity of our jet, the airport buzzed with activity. Ground crews maneuvered around planes, fueling, loading, and unloading luggage from the cargo holds beneath each one.

The cold Moscow air nipped at my cheeks and fingers. I could see my breath form tiny clouds as I exhaled, mixing with the faint smell of jet fuel.

Murtagh turned around, his expression tense and his jaw tight, and I was immediately intimidated. My ass clenched with his expression of disapproval.

“What?” I asked, wrapping my coat tighter around me to protect against the brisk breeze.

“We need to move quickly while we’re here. We go in and we get out. No funny business. Am I clear, Zazie? If you disobey me, little girl, the last spanking you got will seem like child’s play. Don’t make me take off my belt.”

“I’ll behave,” I promised, biting back the retort I really wanted to give.

“You better,” Murtagh replied curtly, his tone leaving no room for argument. “I can’t summon you this time.”

“What?” Caspian and I both asked, alarmed.

Sure, I didn’t like it the first time I’d been summoned, but it had probably saved my life. The second time had definitely, without a doubt, saved my life. So summoning me seemed important now.

“What do you mean? You lose my lamp or something?” I demanded.

“You never had a lamp,” he groaned. “You had a rune that the demon gave me that I was using. And it was on a sticky note… That I think I lost in the treasure chamber.”

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