“If anything happens, and you need help, please let us know,” Reaper offers immediately.
I smile. I really like how easily the guys have taken to him, even Aldrastos seems to like him, despite his initial reaction.
This whole situation is pretty crazy.
Laikynn nods, “We will.”
I’m not worried about Laikynn out there. He knows what he’s doing. He knows more than he’s letting on. I am aware of that, but I trust him.
I know that he will keep us safe. Plus, I know that it’s not going to be long until Poca, Meri and Oryn end up out there as well.
I glance up to the rafters, and then change my mind, scratch that, Poca will be out there. I think that Oryn and Meri have bedded down for the night, both of them resting on a high shelf built into the wall. Almost as if it was made for them.
To be honest, this place is clearly magical, so there’s a good chance that it did make it just for them.
Where magic of this age is concerned, I have learned to never assume anything.
My attention turns to the others and, more importantly, to what Killian just said. As curious as I am about what Aldrastos has to say about this mysterious compound, my need for a shower and food is currently higher.
“Farren, you go and shower first. We’ll start food,” Storm immediately offers.
“Ugh, you’re my favourite,” I mutter, earning a grin from him. “I know you’ve mostly only offered me the shower first because I’m covered in unknown beast grossness still despite the fact that Mayhem doused me in water earlier. It’s still on me, and I’m probably starting to smell at this point, but I appreciate it all the same.”
The guys laugh, although none of them argues with me, so I know that I’m right. I mean, I have a nose. I can smell myself.
I found the shower when we were checking to make sure that the house was secure, so I know where I’m going. I jump up, grabbing my bag and surprise Storm with a quick kiss on the way past as I quickly head back through the house to find the bathroom again. The conversation starts up behind me again, and the familiar sound of the guys talking fills me with a warmth that I’ve come to associate with them.
I realise with a start that they feel like home.
They’re my home. I’ve never truly had a home, but there’s no denying it that’s what they are to me.
I pause for a moment before shaking it off and then continuing. I did not expect to feel something quite so big at this moment in time.
I don’t want to take the mick and take longer than necessary in the shower, especially since there are so many of us, so I quicken my steps.
I’m starting up the stairs, and I realise that there are footsteps following behind me.
Glancing behind me, I smile at Loki.
“Is everything okay?” I ask, with a hint of worry in my tone.
Loki nods, and a mischievous look enters his gaze. He replies, “Yeah, everything is fine. I just wondered if you wanted some company? You know, it’s a strange place, and there’s safety in numbers and all that.”
I smirk, even as my clit pulses with the idea of what he’s suggesting, “Uh huh, so it’s for safety reasons that you want to come with me?”
His lips twitch as he tries to suppress his smile, “Yeah, for safety.”
My smile turns sultry as I turn to walk up the stairs again. “Well, in that case, you know if it’s for safety, you should probably shower with me, right?”
He groans, and then suddenly I find myself airborne. He flips me around in midair, and I wrap my legs around his waist as he buries his head in my neck, his hands gripping my arse tightly, and making my clit pulse with need.
I barely manage to hold on to my bag as he takes the steps two at a time. His lips brush my neck, and I shudder as my eyes drop closed.
That simple touch has my nerve endings firing on all cylinders.
Fuck.
I’m vaguely aware of the door clicking closed, and I’m assuming that we’re in the bathroom, but Loki is my only focus. My bag slips from my fingers as my hands thread into his hair, and I tug, bringing his face away from my neck. His eyes, full of desire, meet mine, and my lips crash against his.
