Perfect.
Roran walked around to stand next to Rilen, both with their swords at the ready.
I couldn’t keep the smirk off my face. “Gentlemen. May the best woman win.”
The sword stabbed at least four inches into the floor as I circled it around and down from Rilen’s grip.
He had to let go of it, and that made it spring back and ring against the other sword stuck in the floorboard of the practice room.
I threw my second sword at Roran, who’d had a few minutes to recover.
Snatching it out of the air, he looked at it, looked up at me, and stabbed it into the floor with the other two.
“I can’t take you on, one on one.” He panted.
“We can’t keep up with you together,” Rilen said, hands on knees breathing hard.
I leaned the sword point down and used it as a prop. “Neither of you threw even one ball of power at me. Not one. I was expecting a barrage, and instead…” I pointed to the three embedded blades.
“We weren’t going to take advantage of that, knowing you have no power to use your magic right now,” Rilen said.
Roran nodded, sucking in air hard. “It’s been a long time since we even came close to being bested without magic and this was… amazing.”
I froze.
Did the whole of S’Kir know I wasn’t getting laid?
Staring at the two of them, I could feel the disgust on my face. “What did you say?”
Roran looked at Rilen and tried to cover it up. “We needed the workout.”
“No. You said you didn’t use magic because I have no power right now, didn’t you?”
The brothers exchanged glances, and Rilen nodded. “Well, it’s true, isn’t it? You don’t have any power right now. Elex is exhausted and sick and…”
I threw the sword into the board between them. “It is no one’s goddamned business if I am fucking my significant other!”
Pivoting on my heel, I headed for the doorway—only to have two massive bodies in front of me in the next moment.
Folding their ridiculously muscled arms over their chests, they weren’t about to let me pass. I stared up at the two of them, my anger simmering.
I wished I did have enough power at that moment to blast the two assholes back out of my way.
They spoke in concert. “But you see, Kimber, it is our business.”
“How so? And why would you care if I was getting properly shagged regularly?”
“You are very angry right now, Kimber, and you need to relax,” Rilen said. “I don’t know if it’s been properly explained how important it is that you have all the power you can manage to gather.”
“I stopped the mountain from falling,” I barked. “I don’t think that needs explaining!”
“And you don’t have power right now, do you?” Roran asked. “You haven’t had sex for nearly ten days, and that’s not right.”
“On so many levels,” Rilen mumbled.
“I am not having this conversation. Not here, not now, and not with you two incredibly tempting, fuckable specimens trying to drag this information out of me.”
Both of them took a step back.
