The Tiger's Offer

by Lila Jean

“Are you sure?” His voice rumbled like thunder in her ear.

  She nibbled his earlobe. “I care so much about you, Flynn. I’m very sure.”

  A happy growl escaped him as he yanked the dress over her head. He unfastened the bra effortlessly and slid his fingers between the thin fabric of her underwear, his thick fingers teasing her inner thighs as he slowly slid them off.

  In seconds, she wore nothing at all. His powerful hands grabbed her knees, his thumbs pressing into her skin as he spread her legs apart. With her completely at his mercy, Flynn paused to examine her curves. His eyes roamed her body with a feral hunger, as though choosing which part to explore first.

  “You’re beautiful,” he said as he leaned in to kiss her lips once more.

  “Thanks, handsome.” She smiled beneath his kiss and tugged at his shirt, trying to yank it over his head.

  He yanked it off for her, the sleeves catching on his thick biceps before the shirt fell to the floor. Tina set one hand on his chest to stop him as she marveled at the gorgeous sight before her. His pecs could have stopped a truck, and there wasn’t an ounce of fat on his body. His broad chest tapered down to a thick waist, teasing her eye further south as she yearned to explore the rest of him.

  She grabbed his belt and tugged it off, her hands lingering on the bulge in his pants before she pulled off the slacks as well.

  His cock hardened as she knelt, his massive rod easily one of the largest she had ever seen. She was tempted to tease him by running her lips along his thick shaft, but he didn’t give her the chance.

  Flynn lifted her as though she weighed nothing at all and pressed her back against the wall. He held her suspended in the air, her legs wrapped around his torso as he kissed her neck. His thick tip brushed along her opening, teasing her as her eyes fluttered closed with desire.

  “Do it,” she commanded breathlessly.

  Flynn entered her with one powerful stroke, filling her completely. She gasped with pleasure and delight. His cock stretched her, the thrill of his bare shaft inside of her shooting overwhelming bliss through every fiber of her soul. She moaned in ecstasy, and her nails dragged along his back as she clung to him.

  He paused once he was fully inside her, his thick body pressing her against the wall. Inside of her, his cock hit all the right spots. He let out a happy groan and pressed his forehead against hers.

  The pause drove her almost as wild as the first stroke.

  As they panted, foreheads resting against each other, Tina felt utterly connected to him not just physically, but also magically. Their powers swirled together, the racing energy of his magic slowly starting to match that of her own heartbeat.

  Flynn pulled slowly out of her, and Tina’s body ached with need as he left. As soon as his tip hovered again at her entrance, he thrust into her once more.

  With every stroke, Flynn picked up speed. It was as if once he had started, neither of them could ever stop.

  Before long, he bucked into her as sweat dripped down his arms. Every thrust set her closer to the edge. A rising tide of pleasure built within, teasing her as she rode the swell higher and higher. He stretched her further with every stroke, filling her with his cock as he rode her.

  His hands gripped her ass, powerful and strong as he held her to the wall. He pulled her down onto his cock each time he entered, and she lost herself in the utter rapture of every pounding thrust.

  Tina lost herself in him. The heightened sensation of sex with Flynn was like heaven on earth, powerful, magical, and romantic. His skin against hers, the way his cock stretched her to the brim, the rippling need in every vein, it was bliss. The pounding between her legs pushed her to the brink, and her growing love for this man drove her wild.

  When it seemed like the sensation couldn’t possibly get any more incredible, a rippling bolt of euphoria shot through her pelvis. It crackled through her like lightning. Her grip on his back tightened as she climaxed around his cock, her back arching into the wallpaper as she screamed his name.

  Flynn didn’t stop. He rode her throughout her orgasm, building momentum as she moaned. His grip on her ass tightened. He made one last thrust into her and sighed deeply as he pressed his head against hers.

  A warm rush of liquid shot into her, triggering a second orgasm. Beside herself with pleasure, she tightened around him yet again as he came inside of her, her second climax almost as powerful as the first.

  As she orgasmed, her body glowed white. The light raced down her and spread to Flynn. While they glowed, Tina tried to regain her breath as she leaned into him. They didn’t move, her legs still wrapped around his torso. His chest heaved as he pinned her to the wall. Slowly, the glowing light on their skin faded.

  In an effortless motion, he pressed his hips as close to her entrance as he could and carried her to the bed. She giggled with joy. They collapsed onto the mattress, and only then did he slide out of her.

  Tina closed her eyes, savoring the incredible energy bubbling through her body. Sex had drained her before she fused with Damara, but now she hummed with strength and power in the delightful aftermath. She felt like she could get up and run a marathon.

  They lay there for several moments in a blissful silence before he lifted her chin and kissed her tenderly. His warm hand caressed her breasts and trailed the curvy edge of her body. “That was the most incredible sex I have ever had in my life.”

  She laughed, still breathless. “I bet you say that to all the goddesses you sleep with.”

  Flynn chuckled and tugged on her hips, dragging her naked body over the comforter as he brought her closer to him. She hooked one leg over his to make sure there wasn’t an inch of space between them. Her soft breasts pressed against his chest as he held her tightly. He ran his hand through her hair, and she savored his endearing touch.

  She ran a finger down his muscular arm. “What kind of powers do you think you’ll get?”

  “What?”

  “Damara’s powers, remember?” She frowned and tilted her head back until she could see his face. “The whole reason there’s a contest?”

  It took a moment for recognition to cross over his blissed-out face. “I completely forgot. I was too caught up in you to even care.”

  She studied him for several seconds, and her heart melted as she realized he truly had forgotten.

  He kissed her nose. “I would bed you again and again for the rest of my life, powers or no powers.”

  “Smooth talker.” She pulled him into a deep kiss and pushed him onto his back. She straddled his torso as his cock hardened again between her legs. She smiled through the embrace, amazed he was already game for round two.

  Tina’s body hummed with life and vigor in the afterglow of her first experience post-Damara. Sex gave her strength, pure and simple, and she could already tell her goddess was even more powerful than Tina had realized.

  The more sex Tina had, the more she would learn about her abilities and the stronger she would become. Even more powerful, though, was the growing love she had for all of her princes. As she laid her head on Flynn’s chest, she realized they had all stolen a part of her heart.

  36

  Flynn

  Since Tina had given up her day to recover from travel, Flynn got her to himself for three and a half euphoric days and nights.

  Around the twenty-four-hour mark, they had relocated to his bedroom in the main palace. His larger bed was the excuse he used to get her into his room, but mostly he wanted to see her head rest on his pillow, to feel like she was truly his, even if it was only for a few days.

  As the sun set on their final day, Tina’s head rested on his bare chest. The sheets covered far too much of her naked body for his liking. He ran his finger along the curves from her back to her butt, appreciating the gentle dip his finger made in her soft skin.

  Even after three days of barely a moment apart, he wanted more.

  “I really should’ve shown you more of Olympus,” he said with a chuckle.

  She lifted
the sheets and peeked down his body. “I think I have the best view right here, to be honest.”

  He laughed and flipped her onto her back, kicking the sheets out of the way so he could get a proper look at her. Tina’s body lay before him, all curves and freckles, those beautiful hazel eyes looking up at him as he nudged her legs apart with his knees. He loved how comfortable that movement had become, how natural.

  Her lips twisted into a playful smile, challenging him to see if there was a part of her he hadn’t already explored.

  Flynn rained kisses down her neck, but a pestering thought finally broke through his bliss. Their time was coming to a close, and she would leave within an hour to freshen up for her day with Anthony tomorrow.

  The irrational part of him wanted to lock the door and keep her distracted in the vain hope she would simply forget the other men, but he knew better than to try. Flynn had to share, at least until she chose him … if she chose him.

  With his lips against her collarbone and his hand cradling her shoulder, he paused at the shattering thought. The more time he spent with her, the more he felt compelled to remain at her side no matter what it took. No matter what she needed. No matter what she asked him to do.

  Flynn wanted nothing more than to protect and cherish her. He had always lived for his people and his family, doing whatever he had to do to keep them safe, and now she felt like a part of his family after not even two weeks.

  “Are you okay?” Her sweet voice cut through his thoughts.

  Flynn forced a reassuring smile and continued his exploration of her skin. He didn’t fully understand what kind of magic the goddess within Tina possessed, but it had already ensnared him. The most baffling part of it all, though, was that he wanted absolutely nothing else.

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  Anthony

  Anthony ran a hand through Tina’s silky hair as she laid her head on his shoulder. As their day together neared a close, they sat on the palace’s lookout roof, a flat stretch of tile lined with handrails that provided a perfect view of everything not blocked by a mountain. The wind ripped through their hair as they sat together in silence, simply enjoying the view.

  Tina sighed happily, her shoulders lifting nearly to her cheeks as she released a mighty breath. The musky scent of sex still clung to her body despite the scent of soap and shampoo that mostly masked it. It would likely fade within a day, but not much could fool Anthony’s keen senses. What made it worse was that he would’ve loved to be in the shower with her.

  His grip on her arm tightened at the thought of Flynn’s hands pulling her legs apart. He wanted to punch the demigod in the face, to kick open the door and demand to know if he had coerced Tina into his bed. He was jealous, furious not only at the demigod but also at himself for letting his emotions get the best of him.

  He gritted his teeth, trying his best to soothe the pacing wolf within that wanted to protect what he felt belonged to him.

  She doesn’t belong to me yet, he had to remind his inner animal.

  Not yet.

  Maybe not ever.

  No. I absolutely cannot lose.

  Damara was a fertility goddess, and it would be naïve of him to think Tina wouldn’t explore the sexual prowess of the contestants. She’d had sex with Flynn, and she would probably do it again. In fact, he was pretty sure she’d taken Draven and Zane to bed as well, which was her right and privilege to do. He couldn’t be mad, but he was jealous. Still, there wasn’t a thing he could do about it, and he would never dream of asking her to stop.

  After all, this contest wasn’t over yet. He still stood a chance with her.

  Anthony held Tina tight, savoring the rosy scent of her shampoo as she wrapped her hand around his waist and held him close. Damara wasn’t used to having just one man, and it had occurred to him that perhaps Tina would follow in her predecessor’s footsteps.

  It wasn’t like Anthony to share, but if he had to, he would.

  38

  Tina

  For Tina, her week in Olympus felt as though it were flying by too quickly.

  Her incredible amount of energy surprised her most of all. Usually, Tina required a lot of time alone to recharge. Whether it was the sheer power and majesty of Olympus or the magic running through her blood thanks to her sex with her men, Tina barely felt like she needed to sleep at all, much less be alone.

  When her day with Killian came along, she was ready an entire hourly and spent the entire time staring out the beautiful city below. She knew in her bones that Olympus was a special place, a place of magic and wonder, a place where she would forever feel at home.

  Though her adventures outside of the temple had been rocky at first, she was more certain than ever that this was the smart thing to do. If she had left her new homeland to chance, she would’ve missed out on an entire aspect of her future.

  Someone knocked on her door, and she answered it with a broad smile on her face to find Killian in a sexy polo shirt that hinted at his trim build and the muscles across his chest and arms.

  For the briefest second after she answered, he stared at the ground with his eyes glossed over as if lost in thought. Tina hasn’t been around the eagle shifter for very long, but she could already tell when something was consuming his thoughts.

  When his eyes darted up to hers, he smiled. “You look beautiful.”

  “Charmer,” she said, shutting the door behind her as she stepped into the hallway.

  “What would you like to do today? Have you seen the gardens?”

  “Not yet, but let’s talk about what’s bothering you first.”

  He lifted an eyebrow quizzically. “What you mean?”

  “Don’t play dumb.” She rolled her eyes. “You’re too smart for me to believe it.”

  “Fair enough.” Killian chuckled and rubbed the stubble on his jaw. “I didn’t want to bring it up because it didn’t seem like the kind of thing we should talk about on a date.”

  Tina leaned against the wall, her arms crossing as she studied the eagle prince and waited for him to ask her if she’d had sex with Flynn or any of the others, for that matter. It had been a constant thought throughout her time with the other princes. Not really a worry but more of an inevitability.

  She already knew what she would say. She wasn’t sorry in the least. She had Damara’s magic in her bones, and that magic was fueled by primal, sexual energy. She wouldn’t apologize for it.

  Killian rubbed his neck, eyes downcast as he spoke. “I still can’t quite figure out what’s happening with the dignitaries.”

  It took a moment for Tina to remember what the hell he was talking about. In her surprise, she couldn’t speak for a moment. “Wait, you’re talking about the shifter and demigod ambassadors that keep going missing?”

  “Well, yeah. What else would I be talking about?”

  Tina lowered her head to hide a grin, wondering why she had been getting herself all worked up. “Nothing, never mind.”

  Killian set his hands on her shoulders. “You’re very important to me, Tina. I don’t want to spend all of our time talking about politics. It’s not all I do, I promise. It’s just that when I’m faced with a puzzle I can’t solve, I obsess over it. It’s all I can think about.”

  “Have you talked about this with Zane? He’s fantastic with the sort of thing. He may even have a few answers for you.”

  Killian shook his head. “We don’t discuss state secrets with others. You’re an exception, given the circumstances. An honorary eagle.”

  Tina stood a little taller with pride at the idea of being an honorary eagle. “As flattered as I am, I think you should talk to Zane anyway. He’s a good person, and he can help you.”

  Killian kissed her forehead. “Duly noted.”

  Darn it. She could already tell he wasn’t going to do it. “If you won’t talk to Zane, why don’t you and I try to figure this out?”

  The eagle prince shook his head. “We won’t spend another day buried in paper and notes. I intend to be a little
less boring this time.”

  Tina laughed. “It wasn’t boring. I was happy to help, and I’m happy to help again.”

  “I know. It’s one of many things I adore about you.” Killian ran his hands possessively through her hair and kissed her temple. The touch sent shivers of delight down her spine, and she wished he would trail his kisses down her cheek to her mouth.

  He didn’t, apparently preferring to tease her. Without another word, he set his hand on the small of her back and led her toward the escalator.

  39

  Killian

  “I swear, it’s true,” Killian said, laughing so hard he doubled over in his chair.

  Tina shook her head, tears streaming down her face as she laughed along with him. She held her chest as if it were hard for her to breathe through the laughter. “Oh God, Killian, you didn’t! Not in the throne room!”

  Killian nodded. “With a full court in session, no less. Nobles from all over saw me do it. Father was beyond furious. I wasn’t allowed into court again until I was about fifteen when my pranking phase had run its course.”

  “Did they ever find the guy’s pants?” Tina wiped away a thin stream of water from her cheek as her laughter slowly subsided.

  “Nope. Never. After the dog was done with it, I’ve no idea what happened.”

  This sparked a fresh wave of laughter from Tina, who leaned back in her chair with the most beautiful smile Killian had ever seen. Her dark hair flowed over her shoulders, her skin nearly glowing with life and energy. He didn’t know what caused the radiance, but she seemed more beautiful with every day.

  He leaned back in the office chair, surprisingly comfortable in the undoubtedly bugged and monitored suite the demigods had assigned him. He and Tina sat in an office of sorts, an entire wall dedicated to bookshelves filled to the brim with tomes that had nothing but demigod propaganda.