Axel pulled away from me, and I glared at him for depriving me of the carnal pleasure of his mouth and body.
He chuckled darkly, prying my fingers off the locks of his lush hair.
“We have to stop now, Cookie,” he said. “Or I won’t be able to stop. I’ll do wicked things to you, dirty and wicked things.”
I parted my lips and blinked at him incredulously.
Then slowly, common sense returned to me.
The vast Hall of Olympia was eerily quiet, my throat raw and hoarse, and I recalled that I’d almost burned to a pile of ashes.
Two other demigods and the priest stared at me as if I’d grown a demon horn.
I swept a shaking hand over my head to make sure I hadn’t.
Relieved that I might still be me, I turned my glare to Axel. “How dare you kiss me!”
My voice was harsh, even though my lips begged for another kiss.
I didn’t want to admit it, but his taste was as addictive as drugs.
There was magic in the demigod’s kiss.
He smirked at me. “You kissed me back.”
“I didn’t,” I said. “And even if I did, I wasn’t exactly myself.”
“Are you yourself now?” he asked gently. “Let’s get you settled down, Cookie. You need rest. You’ve had quite a shock today.”
His thumb wiped away my lingering tears. He slid his thumb between his lips, licking off my tears with a heated gaze, as if he wanted to discern if there was fire or magic in it.
Suddenly, another strong hand pulled me away from Axel, and I found myself in Zak’s arms.
The Demigod of War growled.
“I shielded her. I saved her, too,” Zak said. “So it’s my turn.”
His turn for what?
And he slanted his mouth over mine and kissed me as well.
What? Now I was their prize, a reward because I’d lived?
But the Demigod of Sky smelled really good, like sandalwood and sunlight and powerful sex. I should slap him to show that I still had some dignity and sense, but I wanted a bit more of him, too.
His sky power enveloped me, and a trace of his lightning fell on my skin, sparkling like tiny fireworks. It didn’t hurt, but sent a shiver of pleasure all the way from my breasts down to my toes.
My exhaustion faded, and my lust piqued like a beast at my new object of interest.
I grabbed his face to pull him closer.
I wanted him as much as I desired Axel.
My hunger for the demigods was so primal it stunned me.
The ritual had messed me up big time. I felt different now that the runes had sunk into my body. I couldn’t tell if I liked this version of me or not, but I felt powerful and liberated.
Something soul-deep within me wanted to merge with the Demigod of Sky, to be one with him and his power, to mate with him and claim him. Driven by a savage need, I kissed him with bruising force.