Under a Blood Moon (Beaux Rêve Coven 2)

Renner blew out a stream of air and held her gaze. “You will love them like family.”

“What are you saying?”

“They’ll be your protectors when I can’t be here. If you decide to share power, I would like you to share with them as well. Bind us all to you. We’ll keep you safe. We’ll see to every need.”

“But only one of you will claim me, and Renner, I choose you.”

Renner let out a breath he hadn’t realized he was holding. “Don’t make any decisions now.”

“All right, but would you do one thing for me now?”

From the hunger in her eyes, he knew what she was about to ask. “Baby, name it.”

“I need to know what it really feels like for you to be inside me. For real.”

“I’ll cloak myself.” Without his sperm taking root in her womb, there’d be no claiming.

Her lips curved. “There are condoms in the hall closet.”

He left her, letting himself out of the door. Mikkel and Elias were seated on the floor, their backs to the wall.

“You would do that?” Elias whispered. “Share her?”

Renner would have liked to have this conversation at another time when his cock wasn’t hard and level with their heads. But he stood still and gazed down at them both. “There are many of us, too few of them. We may have to face other adversaries. It would be better to hold together as a unit rather than risk everyone scattering to find mates. It’s something we should discuss with Ethan.”

Elias gave him a shrewd stare. “We don’t care that you’ll be the one to claim her. So long as there is room for us in her life.”

“Condoms are on the third shelf,” Mikkel said with a waggle of his eyebrows.

Renner chuckled, glad they were in agreement. The more he thought about the arrangement, the more he saw the possibilities. Half their group would be kept satisfied with similar arrangements. Perhaps they could fill the rest of their ranks with female demons, or search farther afield for more unaffiliated witches.

But the cool air drifting over his cock had him hurrying to the closet. At last, he’d share her bed. He hoped the dream of their joining was only a pale reflection of the reality.

The moment he left the room, Miren ran to the shower. No way was she going to make love to Renner for the first time with two other men’s scent clinging to her skin. He might have had the wild idea to share her as a way to appease her anger over the liberties he had taken earlier, but she didn’t really believe he meant it.

What demon would go to those lengths to please a witch? What demons could work in harmony when so much power was within their grasps?

She washed quickly and was surprised when she reentered the bedroom that he wasn’t already there, but she had no worries he’d change his mind. She lay on the bed, stretching out to capture as much of the moon’s soft light as she could, knowing she’d need strength for the coming hours. She doubted Renner’s hunger would be easily appeased. The thought of how many times he’d take her, the things he might do, sent sparks from her palms and she quickly cupped her breasts, enjoying the tingling heat.

The soft snick of the door opening and closing sent her pulse racing.

He held up a box—the whole box—and grinned.

And as quick as that, her heart lightened. It was going to be all right. He wasn’t angry. Had no intentions of punishing her. Once Mathias had caught another demon flirting with her, and he’d taken out his anger on her by holding her down, nearly suffocating her with a hard kiss that had left her mouth bloody.

Renner appeared to have no such sadistic tendencies. A relief that made her nearly giddy. Now she could look forward to the pleasure they’d share.

As Renner placed the box on the nightstand and thumbed through the packets, she leaned back on her hands.

“This do?” he asked, holding up a condom that promised ridged delight.

She quickly nodded and swallowed the saliva pooling in her mouth as he smoothed the condom down his shaft. Her breaths came a little faster. Prickles of heat nipped at her nipples. “Where are the twins?” she asked, because she had to know whether they’d have their ears to the door.

He shrugged. “I think Darcy is having a slumber party.”

Miren laughed. “There’s no privacy in a coven. She’ll force them to share the details. Everyone will know how wanton I was.”

“And everyone will know how smitten I am.”