“Are you okay, Lils?” Con asked with concern.
Instead of responding, I just started to laugh uncontrollably. Uh oh. I giggled to myself, mumbling about how naughty I was to get so full, and now I was going to have to pay the price.
The guys all started to ask me questions about what I was talking about, but none of it bothered me because I knew what was going on with me. I knew why my head was all fuzzy and fun, why my body was flushed and hot, why I felt like giggling at everything that was happening around me.
It had only happened one other time in my life, and I’d swore not to do it again.Well, that was a big old lie. What did I tell you about lying to yourself, Lillian? Don’t do it.I giggled again at myself as I realized that at this moment, with my new mates, I was going to make a fool of myself because I was power drunk.
Chapter 31
Whatthefuckjusthappened?My mind was spinning with a thousand different thoughts. Had she liked that? Was that enough power for her? How the fuck could she take on all four of our powers and still be able to breathe? Why was my heart still pounding even though the fucking had stopped? Why did I want to trail my fingers down her body, memorizing each and every curve of it? How could someone who drove me up the walls be so fucking perfect for my dick?For my soul?
Then add in the fucking my brothers’ aspect. The brothers who I have never shared anyone with before. I hadn’t even wanted to share Lillian with them when I came through that door, but I couldn’t stop myself from finding the whole situation so enthralling. It had been so fucking hot how she’d responded to them that I was curious as to how she would respond to me. It had made my dick granite hard as I watched the show, desperately wanting to be let in, but not taking the chance until Fame called me out.
I desperately wanted to be a part of things; I just didn’t know how. I’d looked down at my mate mark and it had glowed in response. I’d gotten a sense that she wanted me, even if she had been forced into this mating thing, and that look made my feet start to work. I remembered getting this urge to capture her in my arms and never let her go, but I had stopped myself. Reminding myself of how Fame was so controlled and that I didn't want to be a two-pump chump.
I’d gone to kiss her, to start off the seduction of her delicious body, when I’d remembered what my kiss did, and I panicked. I waited for a blip of a second as my eyes got wide with shock, and I’d almost jerked back, not wanting to hurt her. My eyes had flicked up and met Fame’s. His gaze had held me in place, searing into mine, reminding me that she’d lived through the first kiss. She hadn't died. She was the only one who couldn't die.
He'd given me a slight nod before he put his focus back on our mate, telling her all the dirty things he’d wanted to do to her since day one. Then her voice broke through and told me to do it and it was like all the hesitation flew away and I started to kiss her shoulder. The smooth skin that met my lips had been so luscious and silky that I’d almost moaned.
I wanted to kiss her whole body to see how she responded. I wanted to pepper her with soft kisses and then follow with hard ones, making sure my lips were seared in her mind and she would know without looking when I kissed her.
I’d thought about that the whole time I was pounding into her ass. The urge to bite and nibble on that peachy ass had almost taken over, but I hadn't succumbed. I’d kept my cool and made her scream my name as she demanded, and I poured my power into her. Made her curse me, beg me, praise me by name.
She was the only one who called me by my full given name and it was intoxicating. I almost wanted to correct her, have her call me “D” like my brothers, but as soon as she said my full name, either with a sneer or in a moan, my dick got hard, so I didn't want her to stop.
I was looking up at the ceiling, going through all this shit in my head, when I heard Con’s worried voice.
“Are you okay, Hellcat?”
I heard her giggle uncontrollably as she nodded and rose to her knees, then crawled her way over to him. Damn, this woman was a thirsty one, and I was all here for it.
“I’m perfectly fine, you silly billy. Woah!”
I turned as soon as she yelled and saw her falling over the edge of the bed, headfirst. Thankfully, Con caught her. He straightened her up, going into concerned brother mode as he ignored that they were both naked and cupped her face on each side.
“Lils, look at me.”
I couldn't tell what she was doing as she was turned away from me, but his frown deepened.
“Lillian, what is going on? Your eyes won’t stay focused.”
As soon as he said that, War, Fame, and I got up and circled around her. Concern and panic burst from my chest. What did we do? Had we hurt her? What if she couldn't handle that much of our magic at once? Stupid. We were all so fucking stupid to take that damn house manager at his word.
Before I could march out of the room and give him a beating he would regret, she smacked both her palms on Con’s face and smashed them around, making funny faces with his cheeks.
“Oh, don't worry. You're pretty, pretty, oh so pretty…” She looked off into space for a second before she snapped back to look at him. “Did I say pretty already? You’re all sooooo damn pretty, it's hard to keep you all straight.” She took her finger and twirled it in front of his face before she giggled to herself and fell into his arms like she was tired of trying to stay upright.
I was about to demand that she finish her damn thought when a knock came at the door. War didn't even pay attention to anything but her. His eyes shifted around, starting to take a panicked edge, while Con tried to get her to talk again. I was shaking with worry and anxiety about not knowing how to fix this or what the fucking hell was wrong with her, so it was left to Fame to respond.
“Yes?” he called with his regular cool confidence that I both loathed and appreciated at this moment.
“I was checking on Her Majesty. We have a few problems and issues that have arisen that require her attention.” Reginald's disgruntled voice rang from the other side of the door.
“Can it wait a few hours?” Fame looked down at Lillian, who was now counting the freckles on War's arm, naming them after fallen heroes. What the fuck?
“Well, this is her duty as queen. I currently have Prince Leviathan in the boardroom, and he is adamant about having an audience with her.”
Before Frame could respond, Lillian's eyes got big as she turned towards the door. “Nope! No queen here. Tell him to bugger off and find another ho,” she yelled as she hid her face like he could see her. She kept peeking out to see if Reginald was going to open the door, which was not going to happen.
