TWISTED (Eternal Guardians Book 7) by Elisabeth Naughton Page A

arced from the spot and ricocheted into his balls. “He’s waiting for you to break so he can have what’s inside you.”
    Her fingers rolled his nipple into a stiff peak, and Nick bit his lip and fought from groaning at the erotic thrill. He knew Zagreus was waiting for him to somehow give in so he could harness the powers Krónos had hidden in him for safekeeping, but Nick didn’t know how Zagreus planned to do that, or what it would entail.
    He opened his mouth to ask, but Cynna trailed her other hand to his opposite nipple, twisting and pinching in the same way, distracting him from his question. Pain mixed with pleasure to send a burst of carnal desire all through his body. Instinctively, he rocked his hips forward, wanting resistance there, wanting her touch lower.  
    Her breath caught. It was so subtle he almost didn’t hear it. But it was enough to keep him from giving in. From letting go the way his body wanted.
    She scraped her nails across his nipple, sending sparks of pleasure-pain across his skin, and he bit his lip. Against his ear, her warm breath radiated, causing more tiny tremors to ripple through his limbs. “You can’t let that happen. No matter what he wants, don’t give it to him.”
    Give in…don’t give in… She was sending mixed messages, telling him one thing one day and another the next. He tried to make sense of what she was doing but couldn’t because the haze of arousal was clouding everything, especially his ability to think.
    She’s fucking with your head. Zagreus sent her. Don’t fall for her games. Stay in control.
    He ground his teeth against her wicked fingers continuing to tease and torment his oversensitized nipples. Worked like hell not to lose himself in what she was doing to his body. “When you were here with the nymphs, you told me I couldn’t hold out. That it was only a matter of time. Why the change of heart?”
    “I told you what he wanted you to hear. He was watching.”
    And Zagreus wasn’t watching now? Nick wasn’t sure he believed that. The fucker always seemed to know what was happening in his lair.
    “Why are you telling me all this?”  
    Her fingers stilled against his nipples. “Because your defiance gives others hope. And hope is something many here have lived too long without.”
    Her words were so quiet, such a subtle whisper, he almost missed them. But they were real. Echoing in his head, radiating down through his chest, awakening something inside him he thought had died. And though he didn’t want to believe it, an ominous feeling in his gut told him that hope she talked about wasn’t for others, but for her.
    A thousand questions raced through his mind—who she really was, how she’d ended up in this hellhole, what the fuck she was doing with Zagreus—but every single one came to a screeching halt when those tantalizing fingers started moving south, over his abs, heading for the edge of his thin cotton pants.
    He sucked in a breath and held it. Heat gathered beneath her fingers, seeping into the skin of his lower belly, ratcheting his arousal up another sinful notch. Finally, she reached the drawstring at his waistband, found one end, and pulled.  
    Every ounce of blood in his body seemed to pool in his groin. His cock throbbed, aching to be touched. His stomach caved in. His breaths grew fast and shallow as she tugged the tie free, then slowly eased her hand inside, sliding her tantalizing fingers beneath the cotton, then lower until the very tips grazed the base of his cock.
      His teeth sank into his bottom lip, and he gripped the chains tightly over his head so he wouldn’t moan. But it didn’t stop her. The tiny gasp behind him caused his cock to twitch against her fingers.
    The hand at his chest dropped to his hips, pushing his pants lower, freeing his erection. But instead of grasping him as he wanted, she let go and pulled her hands back. Something clicked in the silence.
      He tensed, unsure what she had planned next. Then