Meg contained her smile. He wasn’t hiding from his nature
anymore. He’d made that plain this evening. Beck was true to his
word. He’d kept her close to him all night, kissing her, touching her
whenever it suited him to do so.
When one of the village men had requested a dance with his
queen, Beck had sent him such a dark look Meg was surprised the
poor man hadn’t peed himself. Meg had been forced to content herself
with dancing with Beck and Cian.
“You two are still dressed,” Meg pointed out, knowing it wouldn’t
do her any good.
“That can change,” Cian offered helpfully.
Beck just stared and sent his will outward.
Meg shook her head and pulled her clothes off. He would want
her naked as often as possible. It was his nature. He liked her
vulnerability and softness. He wanted her naked and draped across his
lap. She was glad all her time with Cian had gotten her comfortable
with her body.
“That’s better,” Beck commented as Meg climbed onto the bed
without a stitch of clothes.
Cian’s hands “slipped” and teased her soft pink parts as she settled
onto Beck’s lap.
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“Damn it, Ci,” Beck admonished his twin. “This is a serious
ceremony.”
“I’m completely serious about fucking our wife again,” Cian
replied.
Beck pulled Meg into his lap, and Cian leaned close, completely
encircling her. “I swear, brother, I have no idea how they consider
you to be the intellectual half of us. Your brain is constantly full of