“Did we hurt you?” Daxdyn reaches out to me.
Darrio steps closer but doesn’t touch me.
Their dicks are like compasses pointing true north
I’m the fucking true north here.
Never in my life have I been surrounded by so much dick. And never in my life did I think I’d be complaining about it.
“What if,” my voice drops to a conspiratorial whisper, “what if the gods can see us?”
Daxdyn’s laugher shakes through his damp chest.
“Then they’re some lucky bastards.” His laughter quiets to a serious tone. “I imagine some of them probably can.” His fingers push through his disorderly hair.
“And that doesn’t bother you? That they might be getting off watching us?” My nose scrunches just thinking about it.
“If they can see us here, they could see us in the Hopeless Realm and you weren’t too worried about who could see you with Dax and I.” Ryder’s hands settle on his hips, a confident smirk pulls at his lips.
My thighs shift just thinking about the night I spent with the two of them.
“This is different,” I hiss. “The giant bed, the alluring bath, the mood lighting. That doesn’t seem … pervy to you?”
Darrio’s spine stiffens and he too begins to look up at the mysterious lighting of the room.
“She’s right, this is weird. Like we’re puppets they’re wanting to watch fuck.”
“Puppet fucking? Is that athingfor you? A new fetish you forgot to share with us?” Daxdyn cocks a brow at his brother. Darrio settles him with a look of annoyance.
“And with that, I’m done. Apparently, puppet fucking is where I lose my libido at.” Ryder climbs from the bath, the water cascading down the panes of his back as he strides away. Roughly he pulls at his jeans, tugging them on and flopping down on the bed without another word.
Daxdyn looks like a puppy that’s been kicked too many times in his life. His lips part as he stares across the water at me. The clear bath reflects in his gaze, washing out the color and happiness there. My fingers skim through the waters and I drift closer to him. A chaste kiss is all I give him and he leans into it.
“We need to be rested for whatever tomorrow has in store for us anyway,” I whisper.
“You’re right. I know you’re right.”
Deep down my chest aches to be closer to him, wanting to wrap myself up in his warmth instead of dwelling on what tomorrow will bring.
Is he worrying over it too?
“What’s wrong?” My finger’s tangle through his damp hair as his palms run down my spine before settling low on my back.
“I just want to keep you safe. I wish I could keep you here forever.” A smile breaks through his voice but it holds sadness that I can feel shaking through me.
This man would protect me with his last breath. They all would.
Even if I don’t need them to.
“I’m not breakable, Dax. I’m … the least breakable person in this room right now.”
The word immortal burns through my memory. Mesa was so certain but she wasn’t an expert. I’m still not sure how much I believe in my immortality.
Daxdyn’s gaze drifts across the features of my face. I feel like he’s searching inside me, looking for something that not even I can see.
“You’re right.” Again, that false smile fills his face, making my heart crumble to little tattered pieces.
“I love you,” I whisper it low before pressing my lips against his.
