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Chapter 38

Nariana

Zeal kissed Ela, making my partner's back bend as he gave in. The pair of them together were gorgeous, but when Anver stepped in to kiss the side of Ela's neck, I felt my core getting damp. Yeah, talk about temptation! Beside me, Wraythe groaned softly in approval, and I knew Talin had to be staring as hard as I was.

Zeal pulled his lips from Ela's to chuckle softly. "I think you've just given Nari ideas, Anver."

"I was wondering who is more powerful, Zeal, a punisher or a god."

Zeal's eyes were locked on Ela's. "It doesn't matter, because he doesn't hurt the things he loves."

Then he blinked and turned away. Ela gasped as if he'd just been released from some spell. It took me a moment to realize that was the danger of falling into Zeal's gaze. Those hypnotic eyes of his had pulled at me so many times, but I'd always refused to get lost in them. Clearly, Ela hadn't had as much luck.

"So, is Nari still the only one strong enough for you?" Ela asked, a hint of a taunt in his voice. "Because while I might not hurt you, I'm more than willing to see if I can please my god."

"Yours, hm?" Zeal asked. "What if I wanted to seduce my Chosen again?"

"And?" Ela asked, a devious little smirk on his lips as he wrapped his arm around Anver's back. "I'd love to watch you slide into her body. I'm dying to see your lips wrapped around Talin's lace-covered dick." He leaned over and kissed Anver's shoulder. "We have an audience too, and I want to see how much lace is on your ass."

"And Wraythe?" Zeal asked. "Or are you just leaving him out?"

Anver chuckled. "There's an armrest on that couch. Lean Nari back far enough and she can suck him off. I bet she can take every last inch of him." He flicked a finger that way even as he moved to the chair across from it, dropping down like he had no intention of leaving. "And this time, I'm in charge."

"Oh, I like this idea," Talin groaned, reaching down to adjust himself.

I did too, but I had one problem with it. A big one. "Will you hurt them, Zeal?"

Two steps put his chest right up to mine, and his hands found my waist. "I could, but I won't. That's what I've been working so hard to be sure of. They're tied to you. You are now tied to me. That means we won't lose them, because none of these men will let you go. They'll cling to each other in their minds, but they hold you highest in their hearts."

"That's not what I asked," I told him. "I know what it feels like to have you slide into my soul. Will they break, or are they ready?"

"I have every intention of letting them slide into mine," Zeal promised. "They won't break. I will not lose any of you. I've spent all these years nudging your minds, tempting your desires, and guiding the five of you to become so much more together than apart. I meant for you to be whole on your own, and yet you keep..." He paused, his gaze dropping to my lips. "You keep pulling me right into the middle."

I reached up to open the top button on my shirt, spreading it to reveal the symbol in the center of my collar. "The snakes lay over their god. He's the foundation. Why is this any different?"

"Take off her shirt," Anver said. "You know you want to, Zeal."

"Mm," Ela said, stepping in behind Zeal to slide his hands up the god's back. "I think I like this new version of Anver."

Zeal reached back to pull him closer, tugging Ela's hips up against his ass. "I think that confidence is your fault, not mine. Don't be shy now, Ela. I promise I can take you."

Then Talin lifted my hair, settling it behind my back. "If this is how Ela wants to crash, then I'm all for it."

"More room than in the bath," Wraythe agreed, moving to my other shoulder. "I just need someone to consent." And he was looking right at me.

"Oh, I can handle all of you," I promised.

Zeal reached for the next button on my shirt, easing it open. "Are you going to let Anver decide where we fit?"

I glanced back at Wraythe, unsure how he'd take that. A little dip of his head made it clear he was all in, removing my last reservation. So, while Zeal worked my shirt open, I reached up for the back of Wraythe's neck, pulling his face closer to mine.

"Yeah, I've missed having him involved, and my panties are already wet."

Wraythe smiled a split second before he kissed me. I had to bend sideways to make it work, but Zeal was focused on my clothes, and Talin's hands on my hips kept me from turning. Then Talin's lips found my neck. A moment later, Zeal murmured in pleasure, which made me think that Ela was kissing him.

Piece by piece, clothes were lost. I pulled Wraythe's shirt from his pants. Once Zeal had mine open, Talin slipped it from my arms. Ela got Zeal out of his, and Zeal began to work on Talin's. The moment no hands were on me, I toed off my shoes one by one, then pulled my mouth away to look at Anver.

"You have to at least lose the shirt," I managed to get out before Zeal found my mouth, kissing me.

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