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I looked at Wraythe, but he just shrugged. "What?"
"You care if I steal time with her?" Zeal asked.
Wraythe scoffed at that. "I still like to watch. The extra lace only makes it even more beautiful. Promise, I have no complaints."
"You're straight," Zeal told him, the words seeming to come from nowhere, but the expression on Wraythe's face said otherwise. So Zeal went on, "You're just not scared of it. I promise, that's not something you need to worry about. Liking something doesn't change what you desire to touch."
Wraythe ducked his head to scrub at his mouth. "Thanks, Zeal."
Ela finally got my hands free, so I sat up. "So, who's going to help me have a shower now that I just got dirty all over again?"
Talin, Wraythe, and even Zeal pointed at Ela. From behind me, my partner chuckled. "And I'm the only one who got off."
"You're the one who needed to remember that it's ok to not make a show of it," Talin said. "Besides, Wraythe's going to help me put the living room back where it belongs."
"And me," Zeal said. "I figure it's the least I can do for the chance to finally taste her."
I glanced over to find his eyes waiting. For just a moment, I wanted to fall into them, but I blinked instead. No, when I got lost in my god, I intended it to be skin to skin. As soon as the thought crossed my mind, Zeal smiled. Then he tipped his head forward in a subtle nod, all but making it a promise.
Chapter 16
Eladehl
The four of us spent the rest of the weekend recovering. In truth, it was mostly lounging around and looking for excuses to kiss each other. Between sharing her body with my best friend and seeing her tied up like that, I wasn't the only one feeling the urge to shut out the rest of the world and finally have a moment to ourselves. Wraythe couldn't stop smiling at her. Talin constantly found the smallest ways to touch her.
Me? I wanted to tell the entire world she was mine - but that wasn't quite right. I simply had this rush of possessiveness, but it made absolutely no sense. Ilikedthe guys being so romantic with her. I loved that our god was finally making a move. I also knew that, as a priestess, countless men and women would use her body for their own temptations. I didn't want to prevent that. I simply wanted to control it.
I wanted to whisper in her ear, telling her to make them fall in love, then listen to her tell me all about it when she was done. I wanted to see her laugh when Talin smothered her in kisses or that sweet look when she claimed Wraythe's lap. I simply needed to be the man who broke anyone that ever hurt her. I wanted to keep her safe, but on the terms she set. I wanted her to know she was loved and treasured. More than all of that, I never wanted her to feel alone again.
It was all because of one thing she'd said. Nari had mentioned wanting to watch me destroy someone for her.For her. That little comment had been playing on a loop all weekend because I understood it. That was the kind of possessiveness I felt. To know that when she was with someone else, I was the man on her mind - or Wraythe, or Talin. Thatwewere the ones she was trying so hard to impress as she fulfilled someone else's fantasy. To know that no matter how many eyes drank her in, hands slid across her flesh, mouths tasted her lips, or people had her body, her heart and mind belonged tous.
I was thinking about it again when she walked into Eroticism to claim the chair beside me. Nari crossed her long, leather-clad legs, and leaned in toward me. Dozens of heads turned to watch her, so I couldn't help myself. I leaned in to kiss her. Without hesitation, her lips parted to let my tongue sweep through her mouth. She relaxed, her body leaning toward me even more, and the sweetest sound ever tinted her breath.
"You look exceptionally beautiful today," I said softly.
"I look the same as every day." She tried to play it off, but her eyes darted away and a little smile claimed her lips.
"Yep," I agreed, turning forward just as our instructor moved to stand before his desk.
Oryll cleared his throat, getting the attention of his class, and his eyes swept across us all. When they reached Nari, I watched the man's expression change. His eyes narrowed, his nostrils flared, and his elegant face turned into a scowl.
"Last weekend," he started, jerking his gaze away, "you were supposed to take your first steps into the darker side of sexual pleasure. From the look of some of you, things may have gotten out of hand. Unfortunately, that's often the only way to learn your own limits."
Limits. He said that as if they were an immutable truth. I'd already learned just how easy it was to shift them around. A glare, a pout, or even a gentle touch could shift the line between refusal and begging, although I had a feeling this man knew nothing about that.
"So," Oryll continued, "being the subject of bondage, pain, or subjugation isn't the only thing that's important. You also need to be able to talk about it." Then his eyes returned to my girl. "Nari, would you like to tell us about your experience with Eladehl?"
I heard someone giggle in the back of the room. A handful of people at the front turned to watch. Beside me, Nari was pulling into herself, and her fingers gripped the edge of her notebook hard enough to turn the skin white. This, being the center of attention while speaking, was the one thing she'd never mastered. I wanted to help, but I knew that would only make this worse for her.
So she pulled in a breath and lifted her chin. "Um, I think everyone's heard the rumors about Ela. So yeah, he tied me up and had his way with me."
"And what way was that?" Oryll demanded. "I want details, Priestess."
She swallowed. "Uh... I was tied to a chair - the kind from the dining table - and um, there was a blindfold. I was bound so I couldn't help, or touch, or react, and he..."
She glanced at me, her golden eyes seeking help, but I couldn't give it. She had to explain what we'd done without mentioning Talin, Wraythe, or Zeal, which made the whole thing sound a lot less exciting. Beside me, Nari was slowly panicking under the eyes of so many students, and there was nothing I could do. So I nodded slightly, making it clear that it didn't matter. Sucking in another steadying breath, she sat a little straighter.
"He teased my body. I was dared not to say the wrong thing while my erogenous zones were tormented. When I messed up, he fucked my mouth, forcing my head backwards to do it. And, um, I was given oral sex until I climaxed, but unable to see what was coming next."
