Fuck, I can’t wait to try that.
I stare, completely enthralled as she loses herself to them and the pleasure they wring from her body.
Her arousal is so delicious. I swear it fills my Chaos past the brim.
“So, you figured it out?” Amick asks, scaring the shit out of me as he steps beside me.
“Yeah. Got it all figured out.”
“I knew you would.”
“Yeah, yeah. Cause you know everything.”
“Not everything, but I do know there’s so much more inside of you than you give yourself credit for. I’ve always known that, though.”
He doesn’t look at me as he leans against the bedpost and crosses his arms as she watches our Binder fall apart between our brothers.
It is the most glorious sight.
I refuse to miss it because I’m focusing on his emotional ass.
Rather than pull against the chains, Thayla clings to them like they’re giving her life, and I savor every second of it. Making sure they stay firmly in place for her. I wouldn’t be surprised if a touch of my Chaos is seeping into her skin with how hard she’s gripping them.
My eyes flutter shut and my soul shudders as her release blasts through her and spreads across the whole damn room.
Creed and Kyzen fall apart right behind her, cursing as if they really thought they had a chance in hell to hold off.
As soon as the two of them pull out of her, I climb my way across the bed before Amick can get to her and whisk her off to a bath.
She can sit in their mess for a moment.
She cuddles up onto my chest and presses her ear to my heart. It’s pumping nice and steady.
For her.
“Fuck that was amazing,” Kyzen pants as he flops back on the bed like a beached sea creature.
Despicable.
“It was, but does anyone care to explain what we walked in on and why our Binder was chained to the bed?”
Thayla and I snort like it’s our new inside joke. She peeks up at me as I gaze down at her.
“Riven and Thayla owned themselves and each other. It was very beautiful to watch,” Amick says, and I roll my eyes while Thayla oohs and aahs.
“What’s that mean?” Creed asks.
“We both faced fears we had and owned them,” I say simply.
It doesn’t need more explanation than that.
He grunts, and the bedroom falls into a peaceful silence as we all sigh. Well, I sigh. They’re all mostly trying to catch their breath. Amick’s lying beside me like a weirdo with his shoulder pressed to mine and his fingers laced in his lap.
Just kidding, it’s kind of nice. Not that I’d admit that or anything.
“I’m going to Hellveilious tomorrow.”
“What?” we all ask.
