She huffs. “I’m done with this conversation.”
But I’m not.
Teasing Red is fun, but I need her to understand that she never needs to be jealous. How laughable that idea is.
I scoot even closer and her angry eyes flit to mine like a neon warning. But I like the burn.
“Hypothetically,”I begin, nice and soft, but her scowl remains. “If you ever decided you wanted to be more than friends.”
She likes that, the way I’ve worded it, her gaze eases up a bit. One point to me.
“If you ever decided to give the four of us that honour.” I’m laying it on thick now, but she likes it, and I like that. “Then there would be no one else, Red.”
She blinks, her tendrils fading in and out.
“Only you,” I say. “Only ever you.”
All her sharp, narrowed expressions melt away, leaving nothing but a soft furrow between her brows. She swallows, eyes flickering between mine.
“But… but how would that work?” Her voice is so soft, so calming, so pretty—fuck—I want to listen to her speak all day.
Then she wets her lips and I lock onto the tiny movement like she’s just begun a strip tease.
“Hypothetically?” I murmur, my voice suddenly husky.
She nods, eyes locked with mine.
My power hums in my veins as I force my brain to work overtime.“You ever been with more than one person at the same time, Red?”
She immediately shakes her head, and my markings flare ecstatically.
Fuck. Me.
Wait till I tell Julien—rein it in.
I swallow. “We’d ease you into it, take it slow, maybe start with one of us and see how that felt. Then two.” Her gaze drops to my mouth. “How would you feel about that, Red? Having two of us at once?”
It sweeps back up, and she doesn’t need to say a single word, it’s all there in those pretty red flames—she likes the idea.
Hell, more than like by the way her coils engulf our hands and curl around my bicep.
“You like that idea, huh?” My voice rumbles. “Maybe we’d take you in pairs first, get you used to the feel of it. That many hands, mouths...”
The room darkens but it’s no longer just Red, it’s us both, this verbal foreplay tipping us into the dark.
“Eventually, when you were ready, when you deemed us worthy.” Her pulse thrums beneath my fingertips, and mine’s right there with it. “The four of us would share you. We’d show you how well we work together, and we’d takesuch goodcare of you.” Her eyes haze over, and mine drop to her parted lips. “Hypothetically.”
Fucking smashed it.
I lean forwards, ready to claim my reward…
“But there’s four of you, wouldn’t you feel…” She blinks and the haze softens.
“Jealous?” I nearly laugh the word. “Sure, we’d wind each other up every chance we could. Maybe make it a competition, get the leader board back in place.”
She smiles a little at that and I take a moment to compose myself, levelling my gaze with hers.
“I can’t speak all poetic and fancy like the others, Red. But I’ll try my best, okay?”
