With one more shared glance, Steel and I head down the hallway after them.
CHAPTER TWELVE
Dalia
Kissing Blaze is amazing. I could do this forever, but I’m desperate for more.
Luckily, he seems to feel the same way as he lifts me into the air and starts walking toward the bedrooms without breaking our kiss.
He kicks the door open and carries me over to the bed, dropping me onto my back.
I lift onto my elbows, glancing between him and the door. “You’re just going to leave it open?”
“Oh, they’re going to follow us,” he assures me, climbing on the bed and caging me in his arms. “You’re sure this isn’t going to kill you?”
I shake my head. “How long have we been kissing? At least as long as all three of you were touching me before, yeah?”
He considers that for a moment. “Maybe. Probably.”
“Am I dead?” I lie back on the bed, finding myself annoyed again that I can’t see his face.
I get it. They’re headless horsemen, but damn, can’t a girl catch a break?
“You’re definitely not dead.” He lowers his bottom half until he’s pinning me to the bed, his hands slipping beneath my shirt and tugging it up.
I’m more than happy to help him remove my shirt, but as soon as it’s over my head, I pull at his.
After all, fair is fair, and all that.
While he tugs his shirt over his head, the outline is revealed temporarily as the cloth presses against his non-corporeal face, I reach behind me and unsnap my bra—almost forgetting about the open door but not quite.
My eyes dart over just in time to see someone filling the doorway, and I hold my breath as they stand there.
The bedroom is dark since Blaze didn’t bother turning on a light, and I don’t have night vision like some supernaturals.
But as they step into the room, with the moonlight filtering in, I realize it’s Steel and Titan.
Steel closes the door behind him quietly, but Blaze seems to hear it with no issues as he turns to glance at the two of them over his shoulder.
“Sorry. You’ll have to wait your turn. Might be best if you keep one another occupied so you don’t reach for Dalia without thinking.”
I hum. “That’s something I wouldn’t mind watching—assuming you’re okay with that.”
Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.
Maybe they don’t want me to be involved in that part of their relationship.
Dark laughter fills the air—Steel. “Oh, we don’t mind you watching us at all. In fact, I think we should require you to keep your eyes on us. What do you think, Titan?”
I watch as the pair move closer, slowly stripping out of their clothes until they're naked before me.
Their bodies are gorgeous—there’s no question about that. All cut muscles and sharp lines.
They have the kind of abs people talk about wanting to lick. I wonder if that’s areiterthing or if it’s a carryover from their previous lives.
And don’t even get me started on their cocks.
Damn. I am one lucky woman.
