By mutual agreement, they’d settled it all down for the day. Jacob called Miller back in to meet with the Brotherhood of the Crimson Rose and to keep an eye on Vanagan and their purple-haired prisoner. In an effort to get Cassandra to rest and Helcyon to heal, he’d talked the Elf into keeping her in bed for the rest of the afternoon and most of the night. When dawn kissed the mountains in the distance, he’d given Helcyon a not-so-gentle mental shove. The connection between them seemed to be wide open, a live wire. The Elf’s thoughts were a hum underscoring his own. Disconcerting as hell, but not half as disconcerting when he’d walked from the shower to his bedroom to change and between one blink and the next Helcyon’s vision overlaid his own and he’d seen Cassie kneeling, bottom rosy and pussy wet and ready. There’d been no time to extricate his mind, and he’d ridden the tidal wave of passion with them both, every ball-aching, pussy-clenching moment.
What do You think about Hels's Gauntlet [Forbidden Legacy 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (2012)?
