Amick nods. “Thank you, Riven. I’m going to test that now.”
Thayla chuckles lightly as he heads straight back to the bookshelf and plucks a random text off the shelf.
“Me next,” Kyzen says, grabbing Riven’s hand and placing it on his shoulder.
Riven scoffs but does as he’s told. Instead of marching around Kyzen like he just did Amick, he stands there and stares into his eyes like a weirdo.
After a couple of awkward minutes, he tsks.
“Sorry, Keeper of Time. You’re still growing.”
“Figures.”
“Well, that really isn’t surprising, is it?” she asks.
“A little, yeah, gorgeous.”
“It shouldn’t be, though. Your power is literally time. You’ve said it yourself, time is always moving, changing. Your power will mimic that. Who really knows what your cap is.”
Kyzen’s eyes widen before he graces her with a massive smile.
“You’re right. Look at me, the most powerful out of all of you.”
Riven shoves him in the shoulder before leaping over the couch, leaning over Thayla, and gripping my damn arm.
“Your turn, little burden.”
“Oh, that’s oka—”
He seals his mouth to hers, not giving her much of a choice.
I breathe through my nose repeatedly as she starts shifting her hips and deepening their kiss. The little moans in the back of her throat have my fingers unconsciously slipping lower on her stomach.
I could just slide my hands into the tiny ass little shorts she has on.
I bet if I plunged my fingers into her pussy, she’d be soaking wet right now.
“Still a conundrum, angel. Like ol’ Kyzen over there, you still got some growing to do too.”
She flaps her lips, to which he boops her nose.
“Our resident Dealer of Death, though, got a little upgrade.”
That dries up my desire.
I scowl at him.
“What the fuck does that mean?”
“Not sure, but you got a new tiny branch sprouting off your ability to manipulate souls and their calling.”
“You seriously can sense that?” I ask.
“Oh yeah. I know your power about as well as I know my own.”
He winks at me and laughs when I try to wrap my hand around his damn throat.
Annoying fucker.
