“I love you too.” His words catch between our lips as he flicks his tongue against mine. He kisses me slowly but passionately, dumping all his swirling emotions right into me.
I pull back from him just enough to lean my temple against his, letting droplets from his hair fall into mine.
“Come to bed.” My gaze searches his. The pink of his tongue slips between his lips as he nods to me.
The waters shift when I turn to look back at Darrio. He’s bathed. While Dax and I had a little heart felt moment, Darrio’s washed his hair and body as if we weren’t bothering him at all.
The long locks of his hair glisten in the light. His hair isn’t normally down and loose. For the most part, it’s usually pulled back. It hangs to his shoulders and my fingers twitch to touch it.
“Come to bed,” I whisper again and the small sound of my voice commands him. The waters push against Darrio’s hard chest as he stalks toward me. His heated gaze burns across my flesh and his attention drifts down to my pebbled nipples.
I shift in Daxdyn’s arms.
Darrio slips his fingers through mine and the two men help me from the bath as if I’m a goddess in need of pampering.
Ryder’s asleep on top of the soft comforter. He’s curled up on his side, taking as little space as possible at the edge. On my hands and knees, I crawl across the monstrosity of a bed until I’m at his side. The cool blankets skim across my calves as I shimmy beneath them. The moment my body aligns against his, he rolls toward me, wrapping his big arm around my small waist. Warm breaths fan across my neck as he hides his face in my hair. Content and exhausted sleep consume the prince of Juvar.
I’ve exhausted him. I bet his life was simple before we met.
That’s a lie, because he was a prisoner when we first met.
Yes, my presence has really changed his life for the better.
It’s obvious as we prepare for sleep in the Realm of the Gods, while waiting for a trap set by Loki, before going to war with the great and powerful Eminence.
Changed for the better, I tell you.
