BRIENNA’S POV
“On whether you could take all three of our knots,” Gideon says, ticking it off on his rings, looking entirely too joyful. “Bane bet a soft little Luna could never survive even one of us knotting her. I, generously, bet you would take one knot, mine, and then tap out cold. Cap bet you could take all three.” He spreads his massive arms wide. “You took all three knots, darling. Like you were literally built for it. So Cap wins.”
My entire face instantly catches fire.
A violently hot blush races down my neck because the worst part is not just that I took them.
It is that I suddenly, vividly remember the sweet, stretching sensation of them swelling deep inside me.
And Goddess, I remember exactly how incredibly good it felt.
My wide eyes dart up to meet Caspian’s. A wicked,
