“For the three of you to come with me to that cabin. For us to spend the rest of the night together. I know you’ve… done it before.” I didn’t like to think of them with other girls, especially not Courtney or Tillie, but I knew from things they’d said that they’d shared girls before.
“Those meant nothing.” Trey’s fingers tightened around mine. “Those girls were just a distraction.”
“We wanted to see how far we could get,” Quinn grinned. “I never thought any of them would go for it. Immortality makes everyone horny as fuck.”
Ms. West’s probably been lacing their food with aphrodisiacs.
I tugged on their hands. “I don’t want to talk about your other conquests.I’mhorny as fuck. Isn’t this a much better way ofraisingthe pillar than me torching half the forest?”
Trey and Ayaz exchanged a glance, holding one of those silent conversations between them. Trey shook his head. “This isn’t right. You shouldn’t do this for the sake of the god.”
“You… you’re everything to us, Hazy,” Quinn blurted out. “We don’t want to you to feel like you have to be with us.”
This is ridiculous. They’re all manwhores. Why are they rejecting this?
“Let me get this straight,” I said slowly, trying to hold my rising anger in check. “You’re saying youdon’twant to have a foursome with me?”
Quinn winced, his hand flying to his crotch.
“The exact fucking opposite,” Ayaz growled.
Trey leaned forward, his lips brushing my ear. “Do you know how many times the three of us have talked about this, about what we’d do to you when we finally had the indomitable Hazel under our spell?”
“I…”
Trey’s teeth scraped my earlobe, sending a flare of heat straight to my core. “I’m hard just thinking about it. Of course we want it. We wantyou.But for the right reasons. And raising that pillar is not the right reason. You have to want this.”
“Idowant it.”Mmmmm, yes I do.
“You want to help us.” Ayaz trailed his fingers down my back, raising the hairs on my skin. “That’s not the same thing.”
“What if we hurt you?” Trey murmured, resting his hands on my hips, letting the heat of his skin draw out my flame. “Did you think about that? What if—”
I burst out laughing. “Hurt me? This from the guys who burned Dante’s journal, who tarred my hair and held me over the side of a cliff to make me believe I was about to die? I’d like to see you fuckingtryto hurt me, Trey Bloomberg.”
Trey’s lips curled back into that cruel smirk that had always sent a shiver down my spine and heat coursing through my veins. Before I could react, he’d wrapped hot fingers around my neck, twisted my head toward him, and covered my mouth in his.
Holy fucking Great Old God.
I’d been pushing the guys away ever since I learned what I had to do. I knew it was the right thing for our shattered hearts. I needed the Kings to forget me so they could move on when I was gone. I wanted them to have all the good things – the true riches that had been denied them: love, peace, hope. They couldn’t have that with me, and the sooner I stopped pretending, the happier we’d all be.
But…
Trey’s lips seared mine, hot and possessive and savage. Here was the baddest King of the bullies laid bare. Violence bubbled beneath Trey’s skin – the predator within him who’d once decided I was his prey and now… and now I was his lioness. And he tasted my growl.
But… I was nothing if not a sucker for heartache. I ran headlong into trouble instead of fleeing the other way.
What was the harm in one last goodbye? One last beautiful memory to carry with me in a spaceship made of black stone and broken memories?
A hand snaked around my shoulders, fingers walking across my naked flesh, raising goosebumps in their wake that had nothing to do with being cold. I could just make out Quinn’s cheeky smile behind Trey’s ear.
“Let’s get to that cabin.” Quinn’s voice strained with lust.
I turned to lead the way, but Quinn picked me up, tossing me over his shoulder so my ass pointed to the sky. He slapped it playfully. “You’re ours tonight, Hazy.”
Fuck yes.
Trey and Ayaz took off into the trees, their steps long and urgent. Quinn raced after them, bouncing me over his shoulder. His hand slid along my inner thigh, slipping beneath my short velvet skirt. Nails scraped skin, teasing me as he dragged me away to his cave.
