Davies, Corinne - Claiming Destiny [Midnighter Seductions 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Corinne Davies Page A

Thunder will go. You’re both big enough to intimidate anyone from asking too many questions,” Jag said.
    Rock nodded in agreement. He thought about the way Falcon had acted toward their Atan and the obvious way he and Wolfe had chosen to flirt with her. “Falcon and Wolfe can join them.”
    Blade reached out and clasped Jag’s and then Rock’s arms. “Till we meet again, Nohchils . I’ll let the others know and we’ll prepare immediately.”
    “First light is soon enough, Blade. Enjoy the baths and have a good solid rest.”
    Blade nodded and then headed down the hallway but turned in the opposite direction of the bathing chambers.
    “Falcon and Wolfe will be lucky if we let them come back after the way they acted.” Jag snorted, his feelings obviously the same as his in the matter. Most of the men would want their own Atan to love, but leave it to those two to go after something forbidden. He looked to the bedroom door where Destiny had escaped through. “We’re going to have to tell her.”
    “Let’s show her. We can talk all we want, but unless she sees it all for her own eyes she won’t know the truth.”
    “Tell me what?” Destiny stepped back out into the room and Rock felt all the blood in his body rush to his cock, leaving him light headed and ready to drop to his knees.
    She was dressed in a traditional dress that he was certain IxChel must’ve left in here for her. It was the color of their house, a turquoise that made her skin glow with health and her eyes look vibrant. Her arms and shoulders were bare as the dress delicately hugged her curves, highlighting the gentle swell of her hips and the delicious display of the skin of her breasts where it reached up and hugged her around the neck. Slashes in the front of the material exposed each of her legs as she took a step and the dress flowed around her feet as she walked. The riot of soft brown curls were pulled up on top of her head and pinned, and some fell down to frame her face while a couple others rested on the back of her neck and shoulders.
    She looked like a princess and the perfect Noonsa Atan. He couldn’t think of a single reason why he was hesitating to ascend to rule. Destiny had been thrown into a world so different from her own but had managed to keep her wits about her. The coming days would prove if she’d be able to come to terms with the truth. Deep down he knew she would accept what she saw with her own eyes. While her independence would force her to fight them on some areas, he was looking forward to the challenge. With a woman like her between them, he and Jag would be stronger as three and for the first time in his life he felt that leadership was the right choice.

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    “You’re breathtaking.” The words tumbled from his heart and out his mouth. Jag had never seen a woman as perfect as their Destiny. Rock was still trying to catch a breath from his obviously frozen lungs because he’d yet to say a word, but the heat in his gaze was apparent. Destiny refused to look at him, and now that he was paying attention, he felt the anger burning inside her.
    He scooped her up into his arms and backed up to the lounge, arranging her in his lap when he sat down. “You’ve had lovers before us, Atan . Please do not judge me by mine. I made certain that she understands that both Rock and I are not interested in their services anymore.”
    “Services? That’s an interesting way of putting it.” Destiny looked at him this time. The anger still shimmered around her, but at least that destructive feeling of jealously was gone. “What exactly do they do for you both?” She turned her gaze on Rock, who crossed his arms over his chest.
    “Did, in the past, never again in the future,” he said and then looked at her as if he dared her to argue.
    Jag was learning that Destiny was quick to accept any challenge thrown at her feet. Even if it was one best left alone. “What you do after I leave is none of my business, but I