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The Shifter nodded, licking his lips, hips bucking under Alastair’s grip.
“Say it,” he ordered. Jasper groaned in response.
“I love it,” he answered, the words tumbling from his mouth. “I’ve wanted to touch you since…”
Jasper’s mouth clamped shut and blood rushed to his cheeks. Alastair squeezed both hands tighter, chuckling at Jasper's answering moan.
“Since when, puppy?”
“Since I first met you,” he gasped out. There was no subtle movement now. Jasper’s hips rocked back and forth, thrusting in Alastair’s grip. His breathing was growing erratic.
Alastair gripped them both tighter. Shifting his head, he dragged his lips over Jasper’s cheek, then stopped, their mouths almost touching.
“Come,” Alastair ordered, his lips brushing Jasper’s as he spoke.
Jasper let out a small whimper and shuddered. His cock jerked in Alastair’s grip, shooting his release over Alastair’s stomach.
With a quiet groan, Alastair followed him, biting his lip to keep from making too much noise and waking Fey. His come shot between them, mixing with Jasper’s and coating them both.
Fuck, Alastair gasped for breath, his cock still twitching under Jasper’s grip.
Goddess, they were a mess. Still catching his breath, Alastair peeled his hand away. He was coated in them both. He rolled toward the edge of the bed, reaching for something to clean himself with. His fingers brushed over fabric—his shirt. Well, expensive silk worked just as well as anything, he supposed. Rolling onto his back, he began to wipe off his hand and chest.
Jasper moved without warning, sliding down between Alastair’s legs before he had a chance to stop him. Eyes glued on Alastair’s, he bent his head down and ran his tongue over Alastair’s still hard cock, lapping up the mess there.
“Again,” Jasper whispered, taking Alastair in his hand.
Alastair groaned as Jasper’s lips closed around him, sucking him deep into his throat. Alastair dropped the shirt, forgetting the mess entirely, hand coming up to grab the headboard behind him. Jasper pulled him from his mouth, tongue rolling around the head of his cock.
“Again,” Jasper pleaded before taking him into his throat once more.
Alastair was all too happy to oblige.
Chapter 53
ALICE
The night of Fey’s initiation into the Queen’s Blades, the night she had first become their sister, Fey had run away.
And it had been Alice’s fault.
They’d never spoken about it, not once, but Alice knew. When Fey had received her mark and sigils, not making so much as a sound through the ordeal, Alice had felt an uncontrollable surge of love for her. Had wrapped the young Witch in her arms the moment they were alone, in adoration. In love.
And she’d felt that small flinch from Fey when she’d done it. Felt the Witch pull back from her.
It had been her fault that Fey had run away from them, that the Blades had almost collapsed. Her fault that she couldn’t keep her family together.
And now it was happening again.
Alice clutched the letter Silas had given her so tightly her knuckles hurt. She didn’t open it, didn’t read it. Her head spun, a dizzying volume of emotions swirling inside her. A thousand thoughts were vying for her attention, a thousand words she wanted to say, to spit, toscream.
“Why?” she said, finally, pushing the words out from between clenched teeth.
“Why?” Silas laughed nastily. He glanced around at all of them, seated at the council table before him, and Alice realized she’d made a terrible mistake in dismissing him so flippantly at the last meeting. He no longer looked at them like they were allies, or like they were working toward a common goal. The way he had looked at them before. No. He looked at them now like they were his enemies. “Because I’m not even supposed to be on this council, Witch. I was here as a favor to Kellos. And now he’s gone.”
“You would leave your Faction unrepresented?” Alice asked, searching, desperately, for anything to keep the council together.
Couldn’t they see? They were all in danger, threats coming from all sides. They had to stay together, had to stay united.
