I barely took the time to dry myself before I jumped in the first jeans and white T-shirt I could find and barreled down the stairs.
Lola and I needed to have some alone time. Andtalk. Calmly, and without sex to distract us from the issues at hand.
Issues being that, she kept hiding things, and I struggled to trust her. But I was ready to work on myself…Maybe. If she was ready to talk to me more.
Which I also needed to do.
Dimitri was back and Arc wasn’t. I had to know if Dimitri talked to her about what happened. If what I’ve seen—If it had really happened or if I was somehow becoming insane.
But when I strode into the kitchen, I froze, confused. I spinned on my heels toward the living room; empty. Went back to the Kitchen; Dimitri. Alone. Stirring his coffee while staring at me with amused eyes.
“Can I help you?” he asked, arching a brow, a small smile tugging at his lips.
We’d barely talked the previous day and we’ve never been alone together. Was it weird that I was only slightly weirded out by the fact that, not even two days ago, he was fucking my mate while she had my cock down her throat? It felt both…natural and strange at the same time.
“You’ll get used to it,” he said.
“What?” I was suddenly pulled back from my internal struggle.
“Sharing.”
“Oh.”Oh.
“It’ll take time since we’re not properlybinded to her. The link connecting us all isn’t fully formed like it should. So you might feel awkward the first few times.”
“How do you know I was—”
“You’ve gone redder than Texas during any presidential elections,” he interrupted, shaking his head with a breathy chuckle. “I’m more used to causing your annoyance than embarrassment, so please don’t.”
He paused, looking at me all frozen in the doorway ofmykitchen.
“You’re making it weird. Just fucking come in and do what you came here to do.”
My throat bobbed and I stepped inside, walking robotically to a cupboard that hid nothing I wanted.
I opened it anyway.
“Where’s Lola?” I asked, rummaging through canned food and packets of raw pasta.Why hadn’t I gone for the cupboards on the other side? At least it had all the cereal boxes…
“No idea,” he answered, pulling his coffee cup to his lips. “I woke up less than an hour ago and she was already gone. Probably still brooding about being denied more sex and hiding at work.”
“Is she really mad about that?” I asked, deciding it was better to stop embarrassing myself and go to the other side of the room, in search of more time-appropriate food. “She was so exhausted her whole body kept shaking.”
Dimitri shrugged. “It’s a core thing, I think.”
“A…core thing?”
He nodded. “Plus the fact that you guys are still kind of in the frenzy, if you add another of her mates to the mix…you know?”
I stared, confused. “I don’t.”
He blinked slowly a couple times, waiting for me to come to whatever conclusion he was going for. I didn’t. “She has a huge sex drive. Always has, actually. Even though it doesn’t seem like it since she’s terrified and hostile toward most other Immortal men, she feels comfortable with us—hermates.” He waited, studying my reaction. Must have noticed my puzzled look because he said, “For fuck’s sakes…She constantly represses her sexual needs out of fear so she getsneedywhen she’s surrounded by her mates. It’s an automatic response for her.”
My eyes widened.
“What happened…Will it happen again?”
His eyes took a strange shade as his lips pulled into a smirk. “If you’re lucky. Maybe more if we get more of her mates around her.”
