I whimper.
“See, you love the feel of it too,” he teases.
I flop back on the bed, fallin’ into the feel of him playin’ with me. But when my upside down gaze lands on a heated butterscotch stare at the foot of the bed, I freeze. “Uhhh, hey,” I squeak out in surprise. Flint doesn’t whip his head around or stop what he’s doin’. Nope, he just keeps curlin’ those fingers inside of me, makin’ me jolt. I have a feelin’ he knew Alder was there all along.
A slow, wicked smile spreads across Alder’s face as he watches me. My surprised squeak turns into a pant-groan as Flint does somethin’ magical with his fingers, and a needy whine sneaks out of my lips.
Alder starts to unbutton his pants, and my eyes widen as I realize what’s about to happen. I guess Flint wasn’t kiddin’ when he said they’re mine. Mine, as in,bothof them. Mine, as in, at the same damn time.
A flurry of nervous and excited butterflies take flight in my stomach and flutter out through my limbs in a shiver.
“So much for waiting for me,” Alder chastises Flint, but there’s no real venom in it.
“You would’ve done the same,” Flint counters, his fingers still workin’ inside of me, makin’ lewd noises as he thrusts through the evidence of our pleasure. “Besides, she needed to know that we’re hers.”
Alder tilts his head to take me in and then shrugs. “Fair enough.”
He drops his pants and then pulls off his shirt, and he’s as glorious naked as I imagined he would be. He has the watercolor outlines of flowers that run down each side of his ribs and V down to accentuate every muscle on his lower abdomen. It’s so incredibly beautiful and yet masculine and sexy as all get out. No other male on the planet could sport lavender skin and watercolor blooms and be called masculine but him.
“You guys got a gym membership in Hell?” I joke.
His lips tip up in a smirk as I all but drool at his body. “You look like you want to eat me, Medley,” he purrs.
“I just might,” I confess with a sexy perusal of all he’s workin’ with.
“Good, because I’m going to devour the fuck out of you,” he growls, and then he reaches across the bed and drags me away from Flint, the feathers of my wings movin’ smoothly over the satiny duvet.
Flint objects with a grumble, but he thinks better of it when Alder shoots him a look that makes my vagina clench with excitement.
When he’s dragged me up, I sit up in front of him, at the perfect spot for cock sight-seein’. My mouth waters.
“First, drink this,” Alder instructs, handin’ me a cup with a familiar greenish liquid in it.
I shoot him a look that I hope makes his balls crawl up inside of him. “You think I’m gonna fall for that again?”
He looks confused for a moment, and then his eyes land on the green liquid as realization dawns on him. “No, this one won’t put you to sleep, Medley. It’ll just help with pain.”
I reach over and then move to set the glass on a side table. “I’m not in any pain,” I declare, not fully convinced that he won’t tell me I’m feelin’ nothin’ but anitch, and then he’ll end the fun I’m havin’. His eyes study mine for a beat, and he shrugs, like he doesn’t care if I take it or not. I relax a little.
“Is Delta okay?” I ask, fightin’ the urge to trace the dips and curves of his body with my tongue.
“She is. She’ll heal quickly, as is our nature, and her mates are making sure she stays in bed and rests.”
“I’m just sure they are,” Flint grumbles as he pushes off the bed and heads for the bathroom.
Alder looks up and shakes his head. “Would we have been any better if we’d found Medley first?” he asks his fellow Guardian. “I know I wouldn’t have come up from feasting and fucking for a while, and they’ve been dealin’ with a hell of a lot on top of that,” Alder calls to Flint, who waves a dismissive hand before disappearin’ through the doorway.
Alder shakes his head and then focuses back on me. “You okay?” he asks softly, and I give him a sweet smile.
“Better than okay,” I tell him, and he nods solemnly.
“Good, because I’m about to ruin you in so many ways,” he says.
Hallelujah.
Once again, he fits his strong hands under my armpits and then tosses me further up on the bed. With a surprised squeal, I land on a cloud of cool silk, things billowin’ up around me as I look around in surprise. “What the…”
The bed iscoveredin flower petals. Soft, silky lavender petals coat every pillow and surface, the color matchin’ my new wings and hair. I gasp at how gorgeous it is, my fingers spreadin’ over the layers like ripples in a lake.
