“I’ve got to get dressed,” I whispered, soaking up the warmth and closeness I felt in this moment with him. I didn’t want it to end, knowing that far too much time went between these moments with how hectic our lives were. His arms tightened around me, holding me like he was feeling the exact same way.
“I didn’t want to be the one to break up the moment, but since Steele already did…”
Niz’s voice had me jolting in Ronan’s arms and craning my head over my shoulder from the direction it came from.
There he was, sitting in the windowsill with his legs spread as he rested his forearms on them, his hands dangling down. The black pits of his eyes were focused on my face as the veins in his neck seemed to throb with how much they strained. My eyes drifted down, finding his very naked body on full display from his shift.
“Are you sure you can’t stay?” Ronan’s husky voice asked, his breath teasing the shell of my ear.
With how calm and collected he was, it clearly wasn’t a surprise that Niz was still in the room with us. I wasn’t sure how I’d forgotten that little fact, considering I’d woken up with him on my chest. Maybe I just had a penchant for people watching me, even if I didn’t know about it.
I swallowed hard, confused by what Ronan was offering with that question. Was he okay sharing me with Niz?
Now that we were out of danger, and I found myself in the position again with him naked, my eyes zeroed in on the very hard length staring back at me.
“I…uhh…” I struggled to formulate words.
Banging at my door startled me once again. “Kieran, if you aren’t downstairs in two minutes, I’m going to rip the door off of its fucking hinges and swat your ass until it hurts so badly you can’t sit for weeks.”
I didn’t think Steele’s words had their intended effect. Because in my current predicament, that sounded like I might like it.
Fuck, when did I start letting myself openly think of Steele like that? He’d been so…nice recently that I was finding doing so came a lot more naturally.
“Yeah, yeah, I’m coming,” I breathed out in response to Steele as I rolled off of Ronan’s lap.
“Not yet you aren’t,” Ronan growled, trying to grab my leg to keep me on the bed.
I giggled at the sentiment, kicking lightly at his arm.
“I mean, if we had five more minutes…” Niz offered in a husky voice. My toes curled at the thought of what these two would do to me if I allowed it.
“I take that back,” Steele growled, sounding a hell of a lot more like the cold commander I knew well. “I’ll rip the door down and beat the fuck out of the guys in there. How’s that sound?”
He didn’t give any of us a second to respond, stomping off and back down the stairs.
I let out a heavy sigh. Something told me the training he had in mind for me this morning was suddenly about to get a lot more intense.
12
STEELE
Rage blisteredthrough my veins as Kieran stared at me expectantly with her arms crossed beneath her breasts. “So, are you going to tell me what the hell we’re doing at any point, or is our training today simply a glaring contest?”
Fuck, that little mouth had my cock hardening, furthering my anger with her. I’d heard the moans she made with her throat full of another man’s cock this morning—and the way she made him break apart for her…She was quite the vixen, this golden-haired angel, bringing each of her conquests to their knees.
Everyone except me.
She uncrossed her arms long enough to flip her hair over her shoulder and look around the room. “Honestly, I think I’d prefer the glaring contest to whatever you’re planning on using this room for, so by all means, let’s continue.”
My jaw clenched so tightly I felt the strain through each tooth and down the thick cords of muscle in my neck. It was like she didn’t realize what she was doing to me, wreaking havoc on my mental state every damn day since she’d tumbled into our camp. One moment I wanted her gone from my sight and the next I wanted to see her squirming beneath me as she took my cock.
I tracked the rise and fall of her breasts as she took a deep breath, still scanning the area.
Here I was, falling under her spell ever since she’d stepped in to take care of Amelia on the battlefield, when I’d been too shocked to react. I cleared my throat roughly as I closed my eyes for a second, trying to get images of this siren out of my mind. I was a moron, bending so easily under her charms. So were the rest of the guys staying under my roof—including Gabe.
I’d tried to soften toward the guys, to give them a chance, and I realized I didn’t truly despise them. In fact, with their dead affinities now presenting themselves, I was able to clearly see just how valuable they were to the Rebellion.
I just hated the way I had to watch Kieran with them.
