He squares his shoulders, looking more dignified than the others, but I know him enough now to spot the signs of his armor cracking. When I smile at him, he lets out a long breath as my acceptance of him is all the oxygen he needs. His hands are balled into tight fists, and I know he’s truly holding himself back not to start barking orders at us all.
“Good boy,” I whisper, and he shivers with praise. Of course an academic genius would be hard for praise.
“I’ll die for you,” Parker promises, stealing the attention for himself. “A little obedience is nothing.”
“That’s unnecessary.”
“I’ll be the one to decide that,” he disagrees.
Parker is turning out to be even more dramatic than Orion, but after all I’ve been through, his brand of crazy is what I need. He’s big and overprotective, a fucking stalker, but I know he would never let anyone hurt me. As long as he has me, I don’t need to worry.
“You’re so possessive.” I tilt my head to the side. “But you were okay sharing me with them.”
“Not all of them,” he growls, looking at Hadrian.
I laugh. “Well, that ship has sailed. But tell the truth, why doesn’t a possessive stalker mind sharing?”
He blinks twice, thinking about my question as if it never occurred to him. It’s funny that he didn’t think about all this when I have my own theories. When he doesn’t say anything, I decide to share. “I think you watched me for long enough to know they belonged to me too.”
My eyes shift to Hadrian. He’s the one I work the hardest to understand, since he’s so afraid of intimacy. It’s obvious from his little drugging me stunts that he wanted me, had permission to have me, but he was so fucking scared that I wanted him back. Being with me while I was asleep was better than not being with me at all or being with me completely. That was safe.
“What about you?” I ask.
“Baby, I need whatever you need.” His dick is so hard that it’s easy enough to believe. “Tell me what to do, ask me to do it myself, whatever you want as long as I can have you.”
My eyes flit across them hungrily, and I can’t decide where to start. I need them so much, I can’t put it into words. Theway they look at me, waiting for my instructions, is so fucking delicious, I know I can’t wait to come any longer.
“Whoever wants my pussy the most, sit on the bench.”
I giggle as I watch them push to their feet and then shove each other as they fight to be the first one there. Orion, who’s proving to be a very good boy today, gets there first. “Please, baby, let me have your pussy,” he says.
I walk over to him, standing in front of him. Gripping his fingers, I lead them up to the split of my pussy and encourage him to touch. He shivers, his entire body jolting.
“Your little clit is so hard, baby, so wet. I think you might want this as badly as I do.”
“No one wants anything as badly as you want this, Orion,” I answer, grabbing the back of his hair and pulling until he groans. I let him go, and he slips his fingers into his mouth like a very naughty boy.
My eyes flit over the space. This castle may be home to snakes and demons, but there’s a distinct magic here too. I wonder what other beautiful secrets are tucked deep inside this mountain. The steam thickens all around us, seeping through my fingers and inside my lungs. I leave them waiting and hungry as I add another scoop of water, and the entire room floods with it.
Sensual energy and power course through me as I move around the room, enjoying the steam and checking out the amenities. Was this place originally built as a part of the university, or is there some deeper history here? This place really feels almost religious. Off in the corner, a deep stone tub sits. I’ve never even considered a bath with all of them because even a large Jacuzzi would struggle to fit us, and a chlorinated hot tub isn’t the same, but this… just might work.
“Do you want me to run it for you?” Parker asks at my back.
“I thought it was whatever I said. You guys aren’t very obedient.” My disapproval hangs in my voice, and despite them not being very submissive, I am surprised by my own dominance.
“Don’t lump me into this,” Orion says from the bench, desperate to convince me he is in fact a good boy. Our dynamic shifted dramatically, and it’s obvious he loves it anyway. I guess Orion Rook really missed me.
“I can go sit down or run the water for you. Your choice, baby,” Parker murmurs, pressing his lips to the back of my neck.
“Fill it,” I say, trying my very hardest not to show how he almost melted me with one small kiss. He moves away from me and starts turning knobs stationed on the far side. I look at the boys waiting for me naked. I almost laugh at the sight of them all together, pretending to be nice and compliant for my enjoyment, but somehow, it’s too hot to be funny.
“What do you want us to do?” Hadrian asks.
“I think we’re all going to get in that tub and then I’ll decide.” Nervous energy thrums through all of us as the water pours. The boys argue with one another, turning everything into a competition like they always do. The need for males to outdo each other is something I’ll never quite understand, but it does make for an interesting idea.
When the tub is full, I lower myself onto the steps. Parker immediately takes my hand and helps me until I’m waist-deep. Sitting on the bench, I can’t help the moan that escapes me. The hot water melts my muscles, and all that nervous energy I’ve been keeping escapes and disappears into the steam, soothing me from the inside out. I’m careful to keep my bandages above the water, but my breasts float.
“Boys, I have a game for you to play,” I finally say after a long minute of enjoying myself and adjusting my limbs to thetemperature. I don’t want to admit it to them, but I feel the damage my uncle did, and I’ve been struggling with the pain.
