I slam my eyes shut.
Friendly thoughts. Think friendly thoughts.
I repeat this mantra as I back away from their touches, from all of them.
“I’m going to Kacey’s now.” Eyes still shut as I navigate my way, backwards, through the hallway. Thankfully, it mirrors Kacey’s layout.
Sai’s soft laughter starts when I begin feeling for the wall.
Then I hear movement.
“No. Nope.” I shake my head. “Don’t.”
The footsteps stop.
Icannot risk looking at them again, not when Julien’s heat and Sai’s electrical touch is still scored into my skin. Not when just the thought of Kane and Ezekial’s watchfulness made me feel even more turned on. And especially not when my inhibitions are at an all-time low.
“You.” I wave a finger in their general direction. “You are all going to stay here and sleep. Don’t even try to leave, because… I’ll know.” I try to make that sound scary; I even furrow my brows and wag my finger in warning. “So, be good boys and stay.”
Why did I fucking say that?
Because I’m still high and still turned on and still absolutely want them all to touch me.
Did someone just… growl?
Their emotions explode and I’m drowned in their sensations, thankfully, I’ve reached the door.
“Bye.” I grab the handle, twist, pull, feel the carpeted hallway beneath my feet, then slam the door shut behind me.
“Fucking hell,” I murmur, finally opening my eyes to the empty corridor.
That was… a challenge.
And I still feel them, their emotions rushing wildly behind that door, seeping out and tempting me with soft warmth, fiery crackles and a chilling tease…
I shake my head and clench my fists. Nope. Not today.
But even when I’m inside Kacey’s silent apartment, I still feel them. All of them. Like the pulse of their emotions is thrumming beneath my skin, even through the wall.
Their need, their desire… I feel so unstable, so… on edge. Which is my excuse for ripping off all my clothes and slipping on Kane’s hoodie.
Immediately, the coolness attached to it sinks into me, eases me, and I fall into bed with a sigh.
My fingers may rest against the wall. I may even place a pillow or two behind me, just to make sure I’m pressed flat against it. But at least I have some restraint.
Or so I tell myself as my lips rest against the cold, hard concrete.
Chapter 24: Julien
Sai: Well, that was fucking torture. Kudos to you, Zeek. Never wanted to fuck a wall before.
When Jasmine left last evening, we did the only reasonable thing four gentlemen, desperate for the same woman, could do.
We fought over who would stay in the room closest to hers.
We tried to keep it verbal, but Sai, naturally, lost his temper. After a bloody lip and a warning text from Jasmine, we stopped. Called a truce. Which meant the four of us stayed in that room together.
The brothers left early, and my dearest fae friend lingered as long as he could, at one point proclaiming I’d have to chain him in the Pit to make him leave.
