“You told us to be careful, yet you’re the one havinga rootwith her in your bedroom?—”
“Shut yourbloodymouth, Sin,” Elias mocked Sinclair’s slang.
Sinclair clamped his lips together and mimicked zipping his mouth.
The menace in Elias’ tone would have worked on me, too.
Kyan entered behind Sinclair, and he balked the same.
“Didn’t you just lay into me for kissing her?” There was no inflection in his tone to tell me what Kyan was thinking.
“See to her stitches, Sin,” Elias gritted out.
I peeked over at my arm, and since the shirt was still hanging over my shoulders, the sleeve was stained with blood.
I’d been so distracted by his body that it hadn’t pinched, but now that I looked at it, the area throbbed.
“Did you punch her, too?” Sinclair asked, his eyebrows twitching.
I reached toward my nose, and my fingertips touched dried blood.
His knot loosened, and our cum came out of me like a fountain. I gasped, feeling like I’d peed. Our combined need mingled in my nose.
The sudden craving for chocolate made my mouth water. I sniffed the air to catch the yummy smell.
“Are you guys baking something with chocolate?” I sniffed again, and it was gone.
Silence and then Kyan mumbled, “It’s a diffuser in my office.”
Elias watched me, his face pale as he scanned me.
I was probably close to my heat; craving chocolate was one of my tells.
Chapter 17
The angry bruise I left on Briar’s neck stared at me in accusation. If I had gone any deeper, I would have marked her.
Fear hollowed out my stomach.
Now that I was no longer knotted inside her, I rolled her onto her back so quickly she squealed. I pulled out of her, leaving her warm pussy. Such a good,warmpussy.
A shiver crept down my spine, and I had to force myself not to look at her, shouldering past Sinclair.
Faltering with her shouldn’t have happened. Why had I fallen?
I raked my hands through my hair.
“I’ll be right back, babe,” Sinclair said from behind me. Great, he was going to follow me. Kyan was already on my heel.
I shoved inside Kyan’s bedroom, next to mine, heading for his shower. I slowed before entering the bathroom. It was bestto get their bitching out of the way. I turned to Sinclair, striding right for me.
“What the bloody fuck, Elias?” Sinclair hissed at me, shoving my chest with enough force that I stumbled back without fighting his anger. “You tell meIcan’t have her and thenyougo and almost claim her?”
Kyan slowly walked closer, his eyebrows furrowing.
“What’s going on, Elias?” There was more concern in his tone than I wanted. I preferred anger.
“We’re buggered, that’s what.” Sinclair rubbed the top of his head, glaring at me. “If you stuck to your bloody word?—”
