Page 203 of Split or Swallow

It is how we will know when to stop. When the stars show that it is midnight, the ritual is over.

In the center of the room was a large, low bed. There were no blankets or pillows—only a fitted, black silk sheet.

The bed was completely exposed—there was no barrier around it whatsoever. But unlike the altar, which had been the focal point for the audience, this was like a fishbowl, where anyone could walk by them at any time. Basilisks were already roaming around the suite, some of them leaning against the walls, some of them seated in groups on the floor.

Are they going to watch the whole time?

They will come and go as they please.

Some of the basilisks were mere feet away from the bed.

They’re so close.

Caspen pulled her face to his.

Just look at me, Tem.

He brushed his thumbs over her cheeks.

Look only at me.

She nodded. If she looked only at him, she could pretend they were in his chambers, like they had been so many times before. He was still inside her mind, keeping her calm as they approached the bed together. Tem climbed onto it first, falling onto her back and looking up at Caspen, his face framed by stars. He leaned down, pressing his lips first to her stomach before kissing a path up her body. The second he touched her she felt safe.

I love you.

His words caressed her mind like a whisper. She sighed beneath him, spreading her legs and letting him in like she always did. Tem was sore already. But she was also wet, and she took his cock easily. Caspen slid in and out with unhurried thrusts.

I love you too.

They moved together slowly, ignoring everything around them, focusing only on each other. Tem noticed that Caspen kept her beneath him, as if he were shielding her.

When she tried to get on top, he held her down.

Caspen, what are you doing?

I am trying to preserve your privacy.

Well, cut it out.

She felt him smile against her cheek.

You are human, Tem. I know you are not used to being watched like this.

I don’t need you to protect me, Caspen.

I only meant to help.

This is going to be a very long night if we only fuck in one position.

He smiled again, and this time, he allowed her to roll so she was on top. A hiss echoed throughout the suite and Tem felt a sudden stab of anxiety as she remembered what had just happened in the auditorium.

Will they transition again?

Tem didn’t like the idea of being trapped in such a small room with this many basilisks wearing their true forms.

It is unlikely. The hive orgasm is extremely rare. Two in one day would be unheard of.

How rare?