I’m torn as I watch Knots walk away from me and to the belfry. On one hand, I want to pull him back and demand that he tells me what the fuck is going on with him. On the other…well, shit, does it even matter if he doesn’t want to be with me like that? In the end, it’s his decision.
I turn and wince at the pain in my side.Fuck, I might as well take care of this before I see everyone else.Reaching into my bag, I find my herbs and some dressing and make quick work of pulling off my top. I curse Asswipes’ name, formerly known as Asmodeus, while I clean the wound. I have no idea what he coated that knife with, but I can tell my body is already healing by the pinkish hue of new skin pulling taut around the edges. Not taking any chances, I apply my own paste of herbs that I prepared for this trip and breathe a sigh of relief as the balm alleviates most of the pain before I cover it. With the discomfort now at a manageable scale, I slip my shirt back on as I head towards the altar at the front of the church and reach out to Lynx.
‘Where are you guys at?’
‘In the kitchen. Take the side door by the altar and come down the hall. You can’t miss us,’Lynx says with laughter in his voice.
‘Did you find out how much time to rest?’I ask, finding the door easily and slipping through. The hallway is filled with broken furniture, rolled-up rugs, and laughter. No wonder he said I wouldn’t be able to miss them. I can hear them and see a light down the hall coming from an entranceway.
‘Yeah, same as the last one. Sex hours…I mean six hours.’
‘You know what they say about a Freudian slip, right?’I tease.
‘Yep! It means I need to be buried inside you soon. So, think of a fantasy quickly. I’m hurting for ya, baby.’
I roll my eyes but send a message to Knots, letting him know our time limit, and grit my teeth when I feel the connection shut between us. If he keeps pushing me away, I’m going to have no choice but to let him go forever. I only have so much patience and tolerance for this crap. It was one thing when it was more of a misunderstanding with the guys, but Knots isn’t himself. I just hope it’s all a side effect from being down here and not seeing the “real” him since he got his memories back.
Walking into the kitchen, I freeze.
“What in the water balloons is going on?” I raise my voice over the commotion. The kitchen is a decent-sized room with an island in the middle and a table on the far side of the room, where Knox and Levi are sitting and eating food, but the rest of the room is in shambles.
Reaper is running around the island chasing what looks like a ball with tiny legs, but he’s surrounded by a bubble of water. The only part of him that’s not covered is his head. I’m not surprised to see Moni lying passed out on one of the countertops while Chester tries to wake her. Though, the water and freshscorched marks on the corner of the counter next to me is unexpected.
Zeke is up on the other countertop to my left, next to the stove and refrigerator, laughing so hard he’s almost falling off the edge, which leaves Lynx and JP running around trying to catch my little hell demon.
I squat down as Reaper turns the corner, putting me in his sight, and he immediately runs into my arms, popping the bubble and dousing me in water.Great!
“What the hell happened?” I ask as Reaper gives me kisses.
“Well, as soon as your boy came in here, he started humping everything. And I do mean everything. Hence, the dark scorch marks. I had to put out the fire,” JP states, pointing at my feet.
Oh!
“He’s a menace!” Moni says, coming to, and Chester pushes her hair out of her face. “I’m all for trying new things, but I only want one beast mounting me!” she screams as her bark turns bright pink.
A snort escapes me.
“You mean he, um…”
“YES!” she wails.
“Well, I guess that answers the question of if Chester gets down as a Lemur.” Lynx chuckles, and Chester looks down as his cheeks pinken in amusement.
“I’m sorry, Moni. I’m sure he didn’t mean to.” I look down at my little man and wonder. “Why is he having the effects now when we’re not on the lust level?”
All I get in answer are shaken heads and shrugs.
Looking around again, I notice I’m missing someone besides Knots before a tongue licks up the side of my neck, causing my nipples to harden instantly.
“Goddess. I need to be buried inside you,” Ryker whispers in my ear, and my panties melt. I turn to face him, and he takesReaper from me, setting him down before grabbing my waist and pulling me against his hard erection. I look into his electric blue eyes, and I’m taken aback by how bright they are. I’ve never seen them this vivid; he could act like a lamp in the darkness.
“Ry?” I ask, cupping his face.
“Baby, I hurt,” he whispers against my lips. “I’m about to explode and release all this pent-up lust, but I need to know first, are you okay? How is your wound?”
I quirk an eyebrow not understanding but answering anyway, “My wound is healing.”
Ryker lets out a sigh of relief, and suddenly my pussy spasms around nothing when comprehension hits me when he said he needed to release his pent-up lust.
