“And made us worry about you, again,” Malachi adds. Oh Idol balls, if the happy twin is pissed, I’m for sure in trouble.
Hart’s lips twitch. “You kneed me in the balls.”
“I thought you were Charming,” I remind him.
“I was less than a turn away from tearing a hole through the realm to reach you,” Theo says as they conveniently ignore the fact that I was in there retrieving the sword we need and averting a disaster with Poseidon.
“I got the sword, didn’t I?”
“But at what cost?” Nash says, raising a brow as his brothers go still at his question.
I fold my arms and glare at him. “When I gather my true power—whatever that means—I have to return to the ocean and free Poseidon.”
“Another deal,” Theo growls. “When will you learn?”
“I didn’t take the sketchy deal with the weird dragon in the dungeon, so give me a little credit.”
Theo’s nostrils flare. “I have the mind to take you to my cave and keep you there for eternity.”
“Is that meant to be a threat?”
He shakes his head and takes a step toward me. The rest of them follow, surrounding me. Their enormous bodies create a vacuum of muscle and maleness that makes my head spin. Hart’s hand threads into my hair from behind and he yanks, baring my neck. Now we are talking.
I stare at him unblinking. “You don’t scare me, Hart.”
“I should,” he mutters. His mouth descends onto mine, and he steals all my protests, my worries, and my doubts, replacing them with fervent desire and a buzzing beneath my flesh that calls for fewer clothes. One of my hands wraps around Hart’s head, keeping us fused together.
Someone licks a hot path up my neck, making me groan. The buttons on my dress fly across the room before teeth scrape along my nipple. My free hand lands in their hair. Malachi, I think. Another hand trails up my skirts, skimming my thighs. I groan as my core clenches in need.
“We don’t have nearly enough time for this,” Nash mumbles against my inner thigh. “Every one of us wants to devour you, Daphne. Turn your world upside down and inside out until you are a quivering mess of need. We won’t stop until you beg us, and even then we’ll push you past where you think your limits are.”
If we continue to wait for a convenient time, I think we will be dying old sexless lives. My life is full of calamities, and I’velearned to snatch whatever peaceful moments of time I can, be it a tempo here or a turn there.
“Don’t stop,” I grumble against Hart’s lips. “I saw you kissing her, and I need to erase it.”
“It wasn’t real,” he reassures me.
Tears form in my eyes. I know what he’s saying, but my heart won’t listen.
“Let her deal with Hart,” Nash decides, pulling back and leaving a cruel ache between my legs.
The others release me. Hart sweeps me up into his arms, and my legs wrap around his waist. I peer at him with an arched brow. “What are you doing?”
He strides past his brothers and through the door of his chambers before slamming it closed with a sweep of his boot. He drops me on the bed, and I bounce, eliciting a giggle from my throat.
He tugs his shirt off, revealing an expanse of toned, sun-kissed skin I want to lick all over. But it’s the darkness shadowing his gaze that draws me in and makes my thighs clench. He tears my panties from my body, yanks my knees open, and crawls between my legs before covering my mouth with his. Stars burst behind my closed eyes as his tongue sweeps against mine. He grabs my hands and encourages me to touch him.
“Erase her touch, Calamity,” he growls into my mouth as my nails dig into his shoulders. “I am yours, inside and out. Mark me. Own me.”
I rake my nails down his back, and he grinds his very large and thick erection against my core, stealing my breath and making me dizzy with need. The throb between my legs pulses as my teeth sink into his bottom lip. He groans, growing even larger. My grumpy knight enjoys me possessing him with a hunger that matches his own.
I flip us, so I’m straddling him. He tucks his hands beneath his head and smirks at me. “Now, what are you going to do with me?”
Umm. I didn’t exactly think this through. I have no idea how to handle these knights. Malice didn’t have a problem. Hart’s gaze softens, and he jerks up, grabbing my face and kissing me senseless.
Is that why they hesitated to kiss and touch me? They were sad my replacement had vacated my body?
“You’re crazy if you believe we could ever replace you,” Hart mumbles against my lips. “You’re ours, and I’m not letting you go, Calamity. Not for all the gold Midas owns would I even contemplate a life without you. So banish that thought from your pretty head.”
