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“No, not really. It feels like home,” he said in answer. “With you… with Alastair. When I look at the two of you, it feels like home.”
Home.
Her chest tightened.
“I know you Witches don’t feel anything like that,” Jasper told her, softly running his palms over her back. “I don’t mind. And I’m sorry for not telling you.”
“For not telling me that I belong to you?” Fey asked, a hint of anger coloring her voice.
Jasper shook his head quickly.
“That I belong toyou, Fey,” he told her softly. “Tobothof you. I’m not a missing piece ofyou…you’re both a missing piece of me.”
His hands felt so good on her, so comforting. And it did feel like home, to be laying here with him, didn’t it?
Letting go of that small flicker of anger, Fey let herself relax further into him.
“Is it common to have more than one mate?” she asked.
“Not common, no,” Jasper answered. “It’s unusual, but it happens. But having a mate who’s a Vampire? Or a Witch?” Jasper laughed. “Now that… that’s rare. That’s something I’ve never heard of happening before.”
“I’m… glad,” Fey admitted. “I wish you had told me, but… I’m glad I know now. Now I understand what makes this so special. The three of us.”
Jasper raised her hand to his lips and pressed a gentle kiss to her fingers. Then to her palm, and her wrist. By the time he’d begun to kiss further down her arm and to the crook of her elbow, a guttural moan had started in his chest.
“Jasper,” Fey warned him. His eyes met hers and they flashed with lust.
“Oh no.” She smirked, pulling her arm away. Jasper pivoted, kissing her neck and up to her cheek. “I promised Joy. No funny business.”
“No funny business at all,” Jasper promised. But his hand moved further down her back, to cup her ass. “I won’t move, I swear. I’ll stay right here. Just… let me touch you, Fey. Let me taste you.”
His hand roamed over her curves, and it was tempting, so, so tempting, to let him keep going.
“Sit on my face,” he said. “I’ll be still, I promise. I won’t?—”
Someone’s fist banged hard against the door.
“What did I say?” Joy’s voice was angry through the thin wooden door. Jasper’s hand finally stilled but his shoulders shook with silent laughter.
“The walls here are very thin,” Fey told him, grimacing. “Trust me.”
When the bedroom door opened, Joy didn’t seem at all surprised tofind Fey curled against Jasper’s chest. But she did shoot her an irritated glance.
“Get up,” she said, shooing Fey out of the bed. “I had an idea. Sana’s here now, and we want to try something.”
“Shouldn’t you be resting?” Fey asked, quirking an eyebrow.
“I can rest later. But, right now, I need to test something. So, shoo.”
Fey gave Jasper an apologetic grin as she shimmied off the mattress. A moment later, when Sana entered, she was glad for the space between the two of them.
The Water Witch glanced between Fey and Jasper, who was still looking at Fey with raw lust in his eyes, and she flushed red.
“That girl, Vivian?” Joy asked Jasper, stepping forward. “She’s your niece, right?”
A flicker of pain flashed in Jasper’s bright green eyes before he nodded.
“Byblood, right?” Joy pressed, and again Jasper nodded. “Good… that’s good.”
