Page 130 of Infernal Bonds

The secrets Amra had revealed could wait until we were all together again. They’d spent years denying each other, and interrupting the moment now would be cruel. It seemed almost losing one another had finally pushed them past their hesitation. Politics regarding marriage, potential heirs, and restrictions on relationships be damned.

They deserved this.

“Go to the bathroom,” Cyn said, voice low and dark.

“What? Why?”

“Because I said so.”

“What the fuck, Cyn?”

“Don’t be a brat.”

“Don’t call her a brat,” Zeke said.

“She likes it.”

“Oh fuck you,” I muttered, but still walked down the hall until I found one of those bathrooms that doubled as a fancy powder room and stepped inside. “Okay. I’m in the bathroom. What do you want? I have to meet Rinlora.”

“She can wait. Lock the door.”

A shiver of excitement ran through me. “Why should I do that?”

“Because if you don’t, I’ll have to come find you. You don’t want me to do that.”

I hesitated.

On one hand, having a surly Cyn find me while we were both turned on sounded super appealing. But on the other hand, he was with Zeke. I wanted more of that for them.

Zeke moaned, making it clear Cyn hadn’t stopped whatever he was doing to him.

Dammit.

“You know, you’re worse than Ezra at bossing me around.”

His deep growl made me freeze with my hand on the lock. “Don’t bring him up. This is about us.”

Holy possessive… I hadn’t expected that to sound so hot. I hadn’t expected it at all. Up until now, Cyn sounded like his typical coarse self, but that was new.

I locked the door. “Okay, it’s locked. Now what?”

“I want you to pull that little skirt you wore today up and tell me how wet you are over the idea of Zeke jerking off.”

My mouth dropped. “What? You can’t be serious.”

“Dead serious. Now come on. I want to know how wet hearing Zeke’s desperation made you.” His breath shuddered when he said, “Especially now that you know it was my lips wrapped around his cock that did it.”

My breaths came in shallow pants as his words wrapped around me and made me ache for more.

“Please,” Zeke said from the background.

“You hear that? He’s begging you. Do you want to disappoint him?”

Moving to the opposite wall, I hiked up the dark brown skirt I was wearing and slipped my hand beneath my black tights and panties. The moment my fingers slid over my wet lips and brushed across my sensitive clit, I moaned, dropping my head back against the wall.

“He likes that,” Cyn said with a dark chuckle. “Wanna know how I know?”

“How?”