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Tem threaded her fingers through his hair, participating in equal measure, allowing him deep inside her mouth. She would let him penetrate her this way-not with his cock but with his tongue, tasting her the way she knew he’d always wanted to. There was equilibrium between them: a match of equal value. Tem felt worthy….

“Yes, Temperance?” “Would you do anything for me?” The corner of his mouth twitched. “I would.” Tem found that she knew it already. She knew that if she asked, he would let her bite that vein in his neck-that he would bleed for her. For basilisks, blood was the ultimate gift. But Tem wouldn’t request…

Deeper, Tem. She took him deeper. So good for us. Thrust after thrust. Never ending. Caspen presided over it all. It was his authority that spurred them on, his presence that motivated Tem to perform. She wanted to be so good for him. For them. She wanted to show them that she was capable, that…

Still, Tem worried. Every moment she was separated from Caspen felt significant, as if they might never be reunited. With one last lingering glance at her, he disappeared. With Caspen gone, Adelaide became Tem’s guide. They moved through the crowd together, and Tem used the time to look at all the Senecas. They were staggeringly…

Tem almost laughed. The thought of going down a line of twelve men was preposterous. Nothing about this was straightforward. But she understood how it seemed that way to Adelaide, how, in her mind, riding one cock after another was the best way to test their worth. Tem had stopped trying to find reason within…

He’s talking to the council. Apollo raised an eyebrow. A single drop of water slipped from a stalactite above them onto his shoulder. Tem watched as it slid down the expanse of his chest in an endless, wandering rivulet. She repressed the sudden urge to trace its path with her tongue. Is that right? I…

Despite herself, Tem knew he was right. And why, exactly, was she afraid? Did she fear something in Apollo, or did she fear something in herself? Which, ultimately, was worse? Tem had no idea anymore. Ever since she’d been under the mountain, her sense of morals and what was right had utterly changed. Basilisks didn’t…

Tem couldn’t answer. She didn’t dare. “Answer me, Tem.” An order. One she couldn’t obey. “You promised,” Leo whispered, his lips inches from hers. “Remember? You promised you wouldn’t lie to me.” Tem closed her eyes because she couldn’t look at him anymore. Of course she remembered. She remembered it like it was yesterday. But…

In the darkness of the carriage, Caspen sighed. “As am I.” His admission chilled Tem. Caspen’s threshold for fear was much higher than hers. If he was scared, it meant there was truly something to fear. Once again, Tem wanted to reach for him. Once again, she couldn’t. A butler ushered them into the castle…

“You’re one to talk.” It was true; Leo looked so good. The top button of his shirt was undone, revealing the full length of his throat. His hair had started the evening combed back, but after running his fingers through it, blond pieces fell perfectly over his forehead. He looked the perfect amount of disheveled,…