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They kissed easily, both of them still loose from the elixir. She understood for the first time why the stable boys were so charmed by him. He was an exceptional kisser-intuitive and confident. Gabriel smelled good, Tem realized. She’d never really smelled him before. Now she noticed the sweetness that clung to his hair and skin, drinking it in as his lips moved against hers. His hand was still on her breasts, exploring them slowly. His other hand tangled in her curls, pulling her even closer.
With one smooth motion, Gabriel turned her around so they faced each other. Tem looked deep into his eyes as he looked into hers.
“Now, just what are we doing, dearest?” he whispered.
Tem shrugged. All she wanted was to make him feel good and to feel good in return.
“Having…fun?” she whispered back.
He shifted her in his arms. “You and I have never…had fun…with each other before.”
“I know.”
A pause. They stared at one another in the dim lighting, and Tem fought the urge to kiss him again. Her basilisk side was awake and roaring, acutely aware of the warm body in front of her. But this was Gabriel, and she would not do anything he didn’t explicitly want her to do.
“Won’t your husband mind?”
Tem almost laughed. She couldn’t think of anything Caspen would mind less. “Not at all.”
“You know,” he said, his mouth curling up at the side, “your marriage is a bit baffling to me.”
“And to me,” she admitted.
His smile widened. “Are you sure we shouldn’t call him in here just in case?”
Tem gave his shoulder a shove. She knew perfectly well that Gabriel only wanted to call Caspen in here because he was probably much more interested in him than in Tem.
Gabriel dodged her shove. “I’m joking,” he said with a giggle. “Kind of.”
Tem realized suddenly that this might be the first time Gabriel had been with a woman. She wanted to confirm it:
“Is this your first time?”
He paused, then nodded. “Yes.”
“You never wanted to?”
Tem was quite sure Gabriel would have had his pick of the girls, regardless of his previous entanglements with boys. There wasn’t a person alive-man or woman-who wouldn’t be dazzled by him.
He considered her question before answering, “It just never seemed…interesting before now.”
Tem wondered if it was the effect of the elixir, or perhaps just an effect of her. Perhaps the elixir opened you up in more ways than one-expanding the possibilities of what you were ready and willing to do. Whatever the reason, Gabriel was interested now. And so was Tem. Still, she did not make a move. If Gabriel wanted them to proceed, it was up to him to do so.
Eventually, he reached for her. He slid his hand gently between her thighs, opening them. Then he brushed his fingertips toward her center, pausing just before he touched it. Gabriel’s eyes flicked to Tem’s, and she nodded. They held eye contact as he slipped his fingers inside her.
“Like this?” he whispered.
“Yes,” Tem whispered back. “Just like that.”
Caspen had taught her so many things about her body. Now, Tem taught those same things to Gabriel, showing him how to make her feel good. She moved his fingers up and down, in and out. Soon, Gabriel moved them on his own, reacting to the sounds Tem made, tailoring his strokes to her breathing. What he lacked in experience, he made up for in sheer enthusiasm. It was always that way with Gabriel. He was nothing if not a willing participant in pleasure.
Slowly, to give him every opportunity to tell her no, Tem slid her palm gently down Gabriel’s torso. Just before she reached his cock, she stopped.
“Do you want me to touch you too?” she whispered.
He nodded.
“Can you say it?”
“Yes.” He nodded again. “Touch me.”
Gabriel’s cock was just as perfect as he was. Out of respect, Tem hadn’t allowed herself to really look at it earlier. But now, she studied it curiously, noticing how straight and smooth it was before wrapping her fingers around it and beginning to stroke. Gabriel drew a sharp breath between his teeth as she did so. Tem was exceptional at everything he could possibly want from her. And what else did he want? They were best friends. They already loved each other. Why stop at just touching?
Tem placed her palm against Gabriel’s torso, pushing him gently onto his back. Then she knelt between his legs, holding his cock so that her mouth was directly above it. She looked at him. He raised an eyebrow. Then, he nodded.
Without hesitation, Tem lowered her head.
“Kora,” Gabriel moaned. If his cock hadn’t been down her throat, Tem would have smiled. She knew many stable boys had been where she was right now. But Tem was better than any of them. Tem had been taught by the Serpent King, and she knew exactly what she was doing. She took him steadily, alternating between going as deep as she could and teasing just his head, swirling her tongue over the tip.
Tem knew Gabriel was close-she recognized the way his body was tensing, the noises he was making. But she was not so eager for their experience to end. Rather than taking him all the way there, she raised her head and used her hand instead. As she did so, Gabriel sat up, took her chin in his hand, and kissed her. His other hand wrapped around hers, and they stroked his cock together, keeping a steady rhythm.
He was warm in her hands. Alive and well.
Eventually, they fell back on the bed together, facing one another once more. They had gone as far as they could with only their hands-if the experience was to continue, it would have to progress in another way. Tem knew they were both tacitly asking the same question:
Are we really doing this?
She decided it was better to ask it aloud: “Do you want to have sex?” After a pause, she added: “With me?”
Gabriel smiled. “Yes.”
He rolled gently so she was looking up at him. She spread her legs, allowing him to position himself between them. He touched her again, this time with two fingers, opening her. Tem was impressed by his instincts. For his first time with a woman, he was far more intuitive than she would have expected. Then, to her surprise, he held her open, angled his head, and spit directly on her center. She was already wet; there was no practical need for it. Tem realized she was witnessing something that Gabriel liked to do during sex-perhaps a way to mark his territory, perhaps simply something he enjoyed. Either way, she didn’t question it. It was a privilege to see him like this: vulnerable and real. Tem felt lucky to be here, and she hoped he felt the same.
A moment later, he was inside her.
“How do I feel?” Tem whispered. She was genuinely curious to hear his answer.
“Different,” Gabriel said.
Tem was not offended; she hadn’t expected praise. It made sense to her that she would feel different than what Gabriel was used to. He had only been with men, after all. She wanted to tell him that he felt good. But before she could, the door to her chambers opened.
“What have we here?” a voice murmured, smoky and deep in the darkness.
Caspen.
Tem and Gabriel both stared up at him as he emerged from the shadows, his shoulders thrown back, his hands loose at his sides. Tem’s heart, already beating at a rapid canter, sped up even more.
“Caspen,” she said. “We’re just-“
“Please.” He held up at hand. “Do not stop on my account.”
Realization struck. He wanted to watch.
Tem turned back to Gabriel, whose face shone with eager anticipation. It was a look she’d seen on him many times before, usually when he was pursuing company for the night. Now, he was in pursuit of something else entirely. Her.
Gabriel’s eyes returned to Tem’s.
His thrusts resumed, slow and steady at first, then faster and faster. Tem arched her back and closed her eyes, letting herself feel the way he moved inside her. His hand found her throat. Another thing he liked.
Somewhere along the way, Caspen joined them on the bed. Tem barely noticed at first; she was so occupied with Gabriel. But eventually, lips pressed against her, and she knew they were Caspen’s. He integrated himself seamlessly, in a way that clearly indicated he’d done this before. At times, he touched Tem, then Gabriel, then both of them. His presence was only to supplement-only to support. He didn’t try to take Gabriel’s place. He never took pleasure for himself-only facilitating theirs. It was a skill specific to the basilisk; humans could never be so selfless. Caspen knew how to create harmony between them, and Tem surrendered herself to it. So did Gabriel. She knew from the look on his face that he was completely at ease, giving and receiving affection in equal measure.