I wanted to take a deep breath, but they’d probably all laugh if I did. Instead, I put one foot in front of the other and walked to the chair that was hosting my clothes.
“Mmm.” Someone still in the bed couldn’t stay quiet long enough to make me feel less like a tool. I had thought about grabbing the cloak, but I didn’t know where that was.
So I strode to the chair and found a pants outfit someone had retrieved from my closet. It was clean, and it would do.
Refusing to turn around, I grabbed the small panties that went underneath and bent over to pull them on—
“Oh, Sweet Mother of Gods,” Roran said.
“Damn that’s pretty,” Rilen mused.
I cringed and quickly pulled the garment up my legs. Both of them made sounds of disappointment.
Spinning around, I flipped a rude gesture at them.
They groaned again.
I gasped and looked down.
This time it was my breasts.
A large, warm body was directly behind me before I could turn back and away from their gazes.
Master Dorian took a deep inhale at the junction of my neck and said, “Mmm. They can’t help it, little one. You are such a delectable morsel.” He stayed still, not touching me. “Roran, Rilen, did you enjoy this little snack in our bed?”
“There was some bath time as well,” Roran answered.
“And she’s definitely interested in some anal play,” Rilen offered.
I just wanted to die at that point.
Master Dorian loomed behind her. “And she has power again.”
“Yes,” they chorused, and Roran went on alone, “We can always double check that if you’d like.”
The bastard chuckled. “Oh, I think she’d like that. I smell her cream.”
The twins groaned, and Rilen stroked a hand over his erection under the sheets.
Master Dorian’s hands were on my shoulders, and his breath tickled my ear. “The cocks in this room are yours. You command them. You demand them. Right now, I want you to dress. I want you to go to your apartments. Go through your day. Your training. Your duties.
“But tonight, and every night after this, you will sleep in this bed.”
I swallowed hard, feeling the twins’ eyes on my breasts.
“Will you be there as well, Master Dorian?”
He didn’t answer me. “Dress, Kimber. From now on, if you are even just a little below the level of power you are at now, you will find the twins, and they will supply what you need. Understood?”
I nodded slowly as he took his hand off my shoulder. A moment later, he drew the shirt around my front, sliding the sleeves up my arms, and carefully buttoned the back.
“Dress,” he whispered.
I nodded and grabbed my clothes.
It took all I had not to spring to the bathroom and slam the door.
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