Vision of Seduction by Cassie Ryan

strong attraction to both of them, she expected jealousy to
    surge through her at seeing them so close. However, she hadn't expected
    the fleeting wish that she could have both Alyssa and Grayson at the same
    time. That Alyssa's bare breasts could press against hers while Grayson
    fucked her hard from behind.
    Oh, my Goddess! I've finally snapped.
    She furrowed her brow and buried her face in her hands. She didn't have
    an issue with women being attracted to women, or even threesomes—she'd
    just never been part of either of those arrangements, and she wasn't quite
    sure how to feel about these new inclinations.

    Not to mention, she preferred taking dominant sexual positions. Since
    when had she ever wanted any man to fuck her from behind?
    Just one of the many things she had to worry about right now.
    Katelyn slowly raised her head and then picked up the glass of ice water
    and again held it against her forehead. The condensation cooled her skin,
    and she sighed, letting a small trickle of calm worm through all the other
    conflicting emotions roiling inside her.
    Grayson's attention returned to Katelyn, and all the oxygen suddenly
    seemed very thin. Her gaze locked with his amethyst one as he stepped
    forward and took her hand in his.
    His touch burned through her and ignited her senses as if she were
    kerosene just waiting for his spark to turn her into flames. She bit back a
    gasp and swallowed hard, then she hastily lowered the glass to the table
    before she dropped it.
    Grayson raised her hand to his lips. His intense perusal pinned her in place
    before he brushed a light kiss across her knuckles and caused her to
    tremble.
    Get a freaking grip, Katelyn!
    This man aroused her much too easily—and, apparently, so did the queen,
    which irritated her and scared her for some reason she couldn't name.
    What if she was hot and bothered for the whole planet? Talk about a new
    reason not to attend social events!
    Grayson slid into the seat across from her with the grace of a predatory cat.
    No wonder I always feel like prey when I'm around him.
    "You didn't need to lie about your vision. Did something about the queen
    strike you as untrustworthy?" His steady gaze held only open curiosity.

    Damn! He was too astute for his own good.
    She barely knew this man. How would he react to a vision of her killing the
    queen? Probably not well.
    She couldn't deny she'd had a vision. Grayson knew, just like he'd known
    the night at her shop.
    Grayson smiled. "Forgive me. Trust is earned, not demanded. I know you'll
    tell me when you're ready, and I'll be available when you are." He poured
    himself a generous glass of tea and then grinned as though no response
    from her was required, which caused a surge of guilt to flood through her.
    "So, how are you feeling this morning, Katelyn?" As usual, her name
    sounded erotic and forbidden as it flowed from his lips. "Did Holly treat
    you well?"
    She rubbed at the fading sore spot on her chest where the blue blast of
    energy had hit her. "I feel better, now that my energy hangover is gone, or
    whatever you call that. But I'm still not very steady yet, thanks to the new
    vision." Her voice wavered as a sudden urge to straddle Grayson where he
    sat flashed through her mind. She growled low inside her throat and let all
    her frustration show as she grabbed a muffin and broke off a piece. She had
    to get some carbs to counteract the vision. "Your arousal gift really pisses
    me off. Is it a planetwide thing?" She chewed and glared across the table at
    him.
    The realization that Grayson had told her about his gift inside her vivid
    vision this morning and not in "waking" reality slapped at her, and she
    stiffened in her seat. What would his reaction be?
    Shock seemed to travel across Grayson's handsome features, and then he
    threw back his head and laughed. The amber highlights in his dark hair
    glinted in the sunlight.

    Katelyn's throat constricted as a sensation of dread made its way through
    her