Or maybe it was one of theirs; I didn’t know anymore. Couldn’t tell the difference. And I guessed Pritkin couldn’t either, because he didn’t object when I kissed down his body, when I teased him with my tongue; when I took him into my mouth and licked along his length, luxuriating in the strength and feel of him, and of having his pleasure in my control. I swallowed him down, and the heady feel of him throbbing in my throat warring with the feel of Mircea pulsing into my body, a completely new sensation—

And then another one ripped through me, almost violently, like a supernova bursting across the night sky. Or as if a connection had been made between the three of us, an electric current almost as strong as anything Zeus could invent, flashing along the link in my mind, until I couldn’t look at it anymore, until it overpowered everything else, until it was like being swallowed by the sun. Until something that sounded a lot like a lock clicked shut.

Three of us, I thought dizzily; we’d needed all three of us…

And, finally, my pleasure exploded, orgasm tearing through me and then out into the spell, magnified a thousand times by incubus magic—and by the emotion it fed on. Lover’s Knot, I thought dizzily. Why had I never understood the title of the spell? Incubus magic used emotion as a conduit, used love not logic, and there had been a huge emotional block between us.

Until now.

But the limit we’d placed on its power was suddenly gone, and it roared back, harder and faster than ever—and so did something else. Something absent from the equation until now, but surging into the fight, glimpsing an opportunity. A sparkling tide of golden power twined around the other two streams, braiding them together, merging them until it was impossible to tell where one began and another ended.

And then all three of them turned on Zeus, with an almost human howl of fury. Taking everything that we’d made, all that power all at once, and striking back. And bitch slapped the All-Father across space and time.

Chapter Fifteen

Chapter Fifteen

I woke up yet again, this time to someone pounding on the inside of my skull. Pound, pound, pound; it echoed in my head, which was already freaking out for some reason. It felt like I’d woken up in the middle of a scream, which was weird enough, but I had the strangest impression that it was a scream of triumph.

And I didn’t get many of those.

I opened my eyes.

The sound stuck in my throat stayed that way, which was lucky, because it wasn’t my head that was pounding. It was the door. And it was more like knocking, only my senses were currently set on overdrive, making it echo like a kettledrum.

“Rhea? Lady Cassandra?”