Page 127 of Jace
He didn’t hide the hot blue alien on the cover, clutching a bodice-clad human to his chest.
And I can’t deny that my heart started to beat again at the sight of Jace, and it hasn’t stopped.
Nash sprays down, mumbling, “I don’t get what you two see in those books, no offense to Blair.”
“What’s not to love?” Jace sounds proud. “They’re angsty romances where the alien is pining for the human, but he can’t have her.” He gazes at me. “Speaks to my heart.”
“Aw, big guy.” I lower my camera, tilting my head. “You have me now.”
He winks. “And I’m not letting you go.”
“And you’re not telling the whole story.” Vale laughs. “They’re also hot smut featuring big blue alien cocks that can barely breed the tiny humans. So, of course, they do two at a time.”
Nash laughs. Vale turns to him, swatting his inked shoulder, laughing with him, but Jace focuses on me. His brows lowering with his voice. “What’s not to love about multiple cocks, pleasing a human?”
His stirs.
I can see it rising under his towel. Then, I catch Nash glancing at Jace’s erection before adjusting his.
It makes me chew my lip as Jace lets his thighs fall open, his words coaxing. “I think my favorite part of the story is when the human trusts that the aliens will never hurt her. They just want to love her.” He cocks a brow. “Is that whatshewants? To feel what it’s like to be loved by us?”
My breath hitches.
Desire pulsing between my legs.
I know what he’s suggesting, and I’m not nervous; I’m aroused.
My eyes dart to Vale to be sure, and she drops her sassy act. Deep down, Vale’s sweet. She’s always been kind to me.
“I think she should, if it’s what she wants.” Vale lies on her side on the top bench, her head propped on her hand. “I think every woman should feel what safe kink is like. I did, and I loved it. I’d welcome it for any queen.”
“What about you, Viv?” Jace keeps his eyes on me. “This could be your test to see what it’s like to be a queen. And if it’s not for you, we can stop anytime.”
Stop?
No. I’m just getting started with him; my body is tense with expectation.
I nod, and Jace opens his towel, letting it fall away, his cock thick for this like his voice. “Smokeshow, I’m so hard for you right now, I’m gonna need a verbal yes.”
“Yes.”
I set my camera down beside my bag by the sauna door. It’s closed. No one is in here but us. And if Zar comes by to check on our progress, the more the merrier.
I feel safe with the kings and queens.
“Why don’t you show her what I’ve seen?” Vale suggests warmly. “It only feels fair—queen to queen—that Vivian gets to enjoy what my kings do.”
“I’m going to need a verbal yes frombothour queens.” Nash’s voice echoes Jace’s. It’s strained with lust.
Vale crawls down from her bench to sit beside him. After their deep kiss, she sighs over his lips. “Give her what you’ve given to me, my king. You have my blessing. My beg, actually. I want all queens to be equal.”
Nash cocks a brow at her. “You sure, Poison?”
Vale opens Nash’s towel, revealing his erection, jutting hard. Fisting it, she strokes him, making him softly grunt. “Very sure,” she says. “Show Vivian how our kings like to cross their big swords.”
Jace smirks at her joke and turns his gaze back to me. “Baby, is that what you want? To watch us? To join us?”
Is this a question? And who would answer no?
