Despite what she’s said, Chrys isn’t sure this is going to work. But Shock and Risk are.
Shock, whose visions always come true.
Risk, who’s never been wrong when he’s told me he’s certain.
I’ve trusted them for as long as I can remember. And I promised myself I would give her anything and everything she wants.
She wants this. We all want this.
And she’s right: if it doesn’t work, I’ll still get my way.
Chrys looks at Risk and smiles. “I think you know what to do.”
Both he and Shock start to work on unsealing my suit.
I almost feel under siege. “I’m not the only one who has to be naked for this, you know.”
“We know.” Shock steps behind me, holding me still with his arms threaded under mine. “We aren’t the stubborn ones.”
Chrys watches with her lips pressed together, fighting a huge grin. I would tell her to go ahead and relish her triumph, but two other mouths distract me. Shock bites my ear, and Risk…
“Saints.”I drop my head back to Shock’s shoulder.
Pulling back from my cock with a long, slow suck, Risk chuckles. “Sorry.”
“No you’re not.”
He laughs at me in his mind and a moment later, he’s got my suit the rest of the way off, and I’m still the only one naked.
“Your turn,” I tell them, and Risk does start to remove his, but Shock doesn’t let me go. “It’s your turn too.”
I twist my head to look back at him, and he smiles at me. “I’ll get there soon enough.”
Kissing me, he finally releases me with one instruction. “Go keep our mate company while we finish.”
Chrys sits on the bed, biting her lip and waiting patiently.
At least… that’s what it looks like. Her thoughts zip around like a dozen ricocheting bullets.
She tucks her legs beneath her, going to her knees and walks herself to the edge of the bed. “Don’t you like giving me everything I want?”
“I thought we were givingmeeverything I want.”
She grins, not trying to hide it this time. “Tomato potato. Come here.”
I step to the edge of the bed and she wraps her arms around my neck. Lips brushing over mine, she murmurs, “Thank you for seeing it my way.” And then she kisses me, so soft and sweet.
The only thought in my head as she kisses me is:she’s ours.
I don’t know if it’s my thought, or one of theirs, but it’s true. I feel it in my soul.
My hands tremble as I take her head in my hands.
I can’t believe the saints gave her to us.
Her hands move behind my head, and Shock and Risk come close, wrapping their arms around us both.
When she eases back I let her go, and she looks at us ruefully. “I’m very sad I don’t get to play with you for this part.”
