They saw the same shock mirrored in each other's gaze.
The same tension.
The same awareness.
There was no need to speak; the answer was clear.
Addison.
Whatever Levi was doing with her behind those closed doors was so intense, so deeply tied to their bond, that it was affecting them too. And it didn't take a genius to figure out just how intimate things had become.
Both Maxwell and Zion could feel their desires rapidly intensifying, their breathing growing heavier, and their voices turning hoarse. The stirring inside them was undeniably strong and urgent, but still not overwhelming. That told them one thing: Levi and Addison hadn't crossed the line into sex. Not yet.
And yet, feeling this level of arousal without having marked her was something new, even for Zion, who had already mated with Addison before. The sensation was maddening, the arousal coiling tighter in his core with every passing second. He could feel himself slipping, dangerously close to losing control.
