I bob my head up and down. “Apparently I didn’t dream big enough back then, because not in a million years would I have imagined myself doing this in a massive castle.”
“Or choosing to become a vampire, I guess,” Maisie adds.
Marisol gives me a soft smile. “Love makes us do all types of things.”
Once a very substantial amount of wine has been consumed and the moon is sitting high in the sky, we tiptoe out of the castle and sneak over to Kraken Cove to watch the guys practice.
Despite our best effort to remain quiet, abounding giggles trickle through the air as we stumble down the final hill and spot the group of shirtless males.
Beryl and Calixta give them a quick appreciative glance then bid us goodnight before they disappear back to their cottage.
I only manage a brief greeting before my attention is back on Arran, my pussy dripping at the sight of him in only a kilt as he struts down the beach with a hefty log thrown over his shoulder.
He grins up at me and, for the first time I can remember, Arran winks.
If there wasn’t a whole group around us, I’d be running down to the beach and tackling Arran into the sand and doing very filthy things to him.
Suddenly, it’s like all the guys can sense the effect they have on us—which they can probably scent—and they proceed to show off.
An obscene amount of flexing happens, logs get thrown, hammers tossed, and grunts ring through the air as a rope gets tugged between two teams.
On the hill, we are silent, in awe, mouths gaping open, and pussies most definitely flooded.
Tonight, everyone’s getting lucky.
Juniper makes a little humming sound as she wipes at some drool. “Think how hot they’re all going to look at the festival in their matching kilts while doing all of these activities.”
“Think we can convince them to go shirtless again?” Marisol asks as she fans herself, her gaze hopping between Bash, Silas, and Killian.
Maisie lifts her chin, her eyes never leaving Ren as he tosses his log into the target zone. “I can think of a way to motivate Ren.”
We only last a few more minutes before the sweaty males discard all their toys and bound up the hill, scooping each of their partners into their arms.
No farewells are said as mouths clash together and everyone disappears from sight, very few of us most likely making it to the privacy of our homes before the rest of our clothes are removed.
I’m so happy that I get to have centuries more of this.
Chapter 21
Arran
“Okay, handsome. Ready to show me what these muscles can do?” Audrey asks, red lips curved in a wicked smile while she glides her hands over my biceps.
“I thought you already knew exactly what they can do,” I say as I band an arm around her waist and pull her into me.
Audrey’s hands reach up and settle on my nape. “Oh, you know I do. But it’s nice to be reminded. And I won’t mind you showing off a little today.”
“I plan on it.” Winking, I wait for Audrey’s scent to bloom, enjoying the effect this recently discovered move has on her.
“Now you’re playing dirty,” Audrey says with a pout, but she can’t hide the heat in her eyes. “Or should I show you how it’s really done?”
I take a small step backward. “If you keep that up we’re not going to make it to the festival at all. Then who’s going to perform Shinsu and Nori’s ceremony?”
Audrey closes the distance between us again. “I know public speaking isn’t really your thing, so I’m really proud of you for saying yes to them.”
I arch a brow. “It was about time I started lairding it up again.”
“Thought that wasn’t a word?”
