Sense Sharing at this time?
Ha—diabolical.
He needed to sever it. This bond, the echoes of her pleasure. The sensation she shared while being claimed by one of his bond-brothers.
His jaw clenched.
The great hall continued its cheerful chaos around him while Arkai Dawnoro sat very still and tried to remember how to breathe.
Which one?
Which one of them is inside my wife right now?
His traitorous body, ungoverned by the social requirements of the moment, responded with humiliating immediacy. He felt his own dick harden beneath the table.
This was the worst timing imaginable!
[Arkai: I thought we would warn each other before stretching open the heaven's gate, Brothers! Which one of you is sheathing in her right now?!]
He roared, telepathic voice echoing through the bond.
[Cecilia: Arkai… help…]
This… Her voice was breathless and threaded with pleasure. She sounded like she was absolutely not asking for help in any meaningful sense.
