“Thanks, Mom.” Lynx kisses his mom on the cheek as she lifts a sleepy Tempest.
JP leads the way down the hallway full of portraits, and I can’t help but wonder what happened to the last family that was here. Was there a struggle? A message? A clue left behind? How did they know they were gone?
JP pauses in front of the door we were shown earlier and places his hand on the doorknob for a moment before opening it and walking through.
It only takes me a moment to notice JP’s personal touch to the rooms. The floors are covered in plush cream and blue rugs, and off to the right is a floor-to-ceiling treehouse with branching limbs and vines everywhere. The wooden structure looks big enough for a lemur and a bite-size Moni to be comfortable in. Underneath it is a see-through dome with a decent size bed made up in different greens. It reminds me of Moni’s bedspread back home.
Walking into the rest of the room, my breath is taken away. “Please tell me you’re joking,” I say, and it’s Ryker who starts laughing as he leaps onto the bed.
“Aww, yeah! Gangbang, baby!” Lynx says, joining in after him. I turn to JP and raise an eyebrow.
“What the hell is that?” I point to the monstrosity taking up the entire wall on the left side of the room.
JP gives me a small smile and shrugs a shoulder. “Looks like a bed to me.” He too takes off and joins the dog pile on the bed. There’s a lounger off to the side next to a fireplace, a dog bed with plenty of toys, and a door, that, I’m guessing, houses our bathroom.
I shake my head at the increasing pile of guys wrestling before I slowly grab Knot’s hand and pull him toward the bathroom.
‘Come on. We need to get cleaned up.’
‘Does this mean you’ll be my nurse?’he asks, giving me a heated look. Well, if I needed proof of him feeling better, that’s it, but I don’t want to take a chance until he’s fully healed or we’re topside. I couldn’t bear to lose him to Hell.
‘Maybe if you’re a good patient, I’ll be the naughtiest nurse for you later,’I tease.
CHAPTER 6
Sponge Bath for Three
Rez
We freeze once we pass the threshold and slowly take in the masterpiece that JP created. Same as the beds, there are two different showers. The one on the left is smaller, where about four people could easily fit under the rain shower head. The one further back and to the right can fit our entire group and has built-in benches and jets shooting in all directions.That’s perfect for Knots.
There are already shower supplies and towels sitting out, so I quickly start the shower and let it warm up as I go in search of a closet.We’re going to need clothes.There are three other doors in the room, and two of them have toilets behind them. I let out a whoop when I find a closet and pick out some comfy clothes for Knots and myself. As I turn around, I almost drop our clean clothes when I see Knots down to his boxer briefs.
Down, Ovaries.
“I’m ready for my sponge bath, nurse,” Knots teases while holding back his crooked smile.
‘What makes you think I would be willing to do that?’ I ask, slowly walking toward him.
“Because that look,” he says aloud, pointing at my face, “says you want to skip the shower and give me a bath… with. Your. Tongue.”
Damn him.
I stop before him and lean in enough that my chest brushes against his naked one before I drop our clothes on the bench behind him. Without moving, I tilt my head back and gaze into his mesmerizing eyes. “Is my face really that expressive?” I ask as I let my fingers slowly trace his muscles from the edge of his boxers up along his abs.
His eyes turn molten while his muscles beneath my fingers ripple as I continue up and over his defined pecs and along his collarbone. His hair has gotten a little longer, and it brushes the tops of my hands as I slowly lace them behind his neck. He pulls my hips against his rapidly hardening length, and I feel my resolve slowly breaking as his breath caresses my lips.
“Are you really going to deny your patient his medicine?” he whispers.
Before I can answer him, he kisses me and takes my breath away. All my thoughts disappear as he claims me in a heated kiss. It’s all tongues, lips, and teeth, and all thoughts of taking it easy leave me. Hell, I can’t even remember why it’s a bad idea to take things slow. We clumsily make our way towards the shower as he undresses me.
Knots is still in his briefs, and I’m down to my panties, with my chest plastered against his when someone clears their throat. Our eyes fly open as we freeze with our mouths still glued together, and a voice filters through the room.
“JP mentioned you might be in here playing slip ‘n slide, but he didn’t say anything about hiding the dirty pickle. What aboutmine? I’m feeling left out here.” Lynx pouts, but when I look, he’s quickly undressing, not even asking to join.
He runs past us naked and smacks my ass hard as he dips under the water. “Ouch,” I grumble, but Knots is quick to rub the soreness away and leans down to whisper “later” in my ear, unfastening my bra and slipping my underwear down my legs.
He kicks off his boxer briefs before guiding me into the blissful water with a heated look. Once he catches sight of Lynx, his lips purse slightly, and he says loud enough for him to hear, “I swear I’m turning him into boots.”
