“Why?” My tone is quiet but curious.
Ryder shifts, his back meeting mine. From over my shoulder, I look at him to find his face buried beneath a pillow as if someone was disrupting his beautiful sleep.
“Just … interested I guess.” Darrio’s palm rubs back and forth against my arm as he holds me close.
“Interested?”
People are justinterestedin group sex? Really?
“Yeah, I—I want to know what it feels like. I want to know what they make you feel like.”
“So … it’s a competitive thing?”
A smile pulls at his lips and it makes my heart melt. He’s so raw and handsome. Sometimes I wonder if he only smiles for me.
A self-centered part of me hopes he only smiles for me.
“No, not like that.” He pauses as he studies my eyes. “I want to—” It seems difficult for him to talk about this but he’s trying so hard. I make sure I don’t push him. I let him tell me what he’s feeling, and I love that he’s telling me what he’s feeling. “I guess I want to watch some other guy make you come. Watch the way he makes you shake and cry out. And then I want to fuck you better. To make you feel so good you can’t even think about what he made you feel.” His lips part but nothing comes out for a few seconds. “That sounds screwed up doesn’t it? Maybe itisa competitive thing.”
He seems confused and maybe a little embarrassed but I’m so turned on by the honesty of his words I can’t speak.
“Would you say something, Kara. I feel awful right now. We don’t have to do that. I didn’t mean to make it sound like that.” He’s babbling and nervous and I’ve never seen Darrio like this. “Shit, I’m sorry.”
“I want that too,” I say in a rush.
The gray in his eyes swirls into a color of iron and power as he looks at me with a wide and astonished stare.
“Fuck, lets wake these assholes up right now.” He rolls to turn away but I grip his shirt collar and pull him back to me.
His dark brows lower as he waits for me.
“Not yet.”
I curl into him, hiding my face in the smooth scars of his chest.
A few silent seconds pass. He doesn’t press me for answers. He doesn’t ask a single thing. He just wraps his arms around me and holds me. He cradles my body until I fall back to sleep.
If Loki tests us today, if a war comes, if it all takes our lives away as if we’re nothing more than dust, I want to make sure we spend our time together simply.
I don’t want Darrio to worry about sex, and don’t want Dax to worry about my life, and I don’t want Ryder to worry about whatever it was those Travelers showed him.
I want peace.
If only for a moment.
