He released a sleepy chuckle before moving his hips forward, bringing attention to his impressive morning mood. “I can always help you burn more of it off. A workout before breakfast.”
“My, my.” I tsked at him. “How naughty you are, Mr. Wolf.”
Lake responded by showing me just how naughty he could be, pinning my wrists above my head and sliding between my legs. He pounded me into the mattress and nipped at my throat, no longer holding back his wolfy growls.
Something had shifted between us. He seemed more relaxed, as though our conversation from the night before had freed him in some way. Gave him the confidence to be himself.
After he made me come so hard I nearly blacked out, he placed a soft kiss to my neck and got out of bed to retrieve the tray. I needed a bath but needed food more. Priorities. My appetite was back with a vengeance. We sat against the pillows and fed each other.
Once our bellies were full, we cleaned up in the adjoining washroom and dressed for the day. Not that we had anywhere to go.
“What do you think?” I sat on the edge of the bed and brought one leg up to tie the laces on my boot. “Should we give ‘Operation: How Not to Become a Demon Lord’s Dinner’ another go? Sneak from the room and explore the castle?”
He chuckled. “First, I believe we need a new mission name. That one’s too long.”
“The same could be said for nearly every isekai anime. Did you know there’s one where a guy is reincarnated into a fantasy world as a vending machine?”
Lake slowly blinked at me. “Vending… machine?”
“Right. You have no idea what I’m talking about.” I sighed. “If only I had my phone. I could whip it out and educate you.”
His head cocked. “Phone? What’s that?”
“A device about this big.” I used my hands to show him. “Where you can listen to music, talk to your friends without having to leave the comfort of your couch, watch videos, and play games.”
I then imagined an alternate universe where each of my men had a smartphone, explaining it to him as the ideas rolled in.
“Rowan would be all over social media and obsessed with gambling games, like online poker,” I said. “Callum would blare music while working out. Sleep Token, maybe. Or Taylor Swift. He seems like he could be a Swiftie.”
Lake stared at me.
“Hmm. Briar would use it to browse scholarly articles and research herbs and rare plants. He’d probably download a reading app too and have his library full of e-books.” I poked his cheek. “I get the feeling you’d enjoy the relaxing matching games where you could shut off your brain for a while and crush candies. And Maddox would definitely be like those old people who don’t know how to use a phone and peck at the screen with one finger.”
More staring.
“So yeah,” I said once the massive ramble died down. “If by some miracle we’re all whisked away to my old world one day, I’ll be your guide and show you all you need to know. About phones and everything else.”
Lake looked like a deer caught in headlights. Or like his brain had malfunctioned.
“You alive?” I moved my hand in front of his face. “Lakey-boo?”
His nose crinkled. “Tell me more about the candies. Can you eat them after they’re crushed? Are they delicious?”
I giggled and fell into him. His arms came around me, and he kissed the top of my head. I felt him smile into my hair.
A hard rapping came at the door.
“Are you decent?” Fane asked.
I stifled a laugh.
“Yes,” Lake answered. “Come in.”
The door opened. Fane walked inside, not meeting our eyes. Despite his dark complexion, I noticed a deeper tint to his cheeks. Yep. Definitely scarred for life. Two other demons filed in behind him, a male and a female.
“I see you enjoyed your morning meal.” Fane eyed the empty plates on the table near the hearth with a sense of pride. “Good. I’ve been instructed to show you around.”
“Show us around?” I asked, bringing my other leg up to finish putting on my boots.
