Kai sat between them, his heartbeat steadying but his blood still hot from the fight.
Vienna's fingers traced lazy circles on his thigh, her touch sending sparks straight to his groin.
Eliza's hand pressed flat against his chest, feeling the thrum of his pulse beneath her palm.
"I want to do it," Eliza repeated, her voice barely above a whisper.
"I want to feel something other than fear."
Vienna leaned around Kai, her eyes locking with Eliza's.
A silent understanding passed between them.
Vienna's hand slid higher up Kai's thigh, brushing against the bulge in his pants.
"Then take what you need," Vienna murmured.
"We both earned it."
Eliza's breath hitched.
She moved slowly, swinging one leg over Kai's lap to straddle him.
Her torn gown rode up her thighs, exposing pale skin dusted with dirt and dried blood.
She settled her weight onto him, and Kai felt the heat of her core pressing through the thin fabric of his trousers.
'They are horny, alright.'
