Goddess of Pain - Katie May Page 0,103
Avery isn’t immune to the simple kiss either.
Maybe if we’re quick…
“Ew! Gross!” Gemma makes a face as she reenters the room, and Avery and I jump away from each other as if we’re on fire.
“Who are you calling gross?” Avery asks, and Gemma giggles.
“You are!”
Avery lunges at our daughter and lifts her into the air, tickling her sides as she squeals.
Smirking at their antics, I push up on my tiptoes to whisper to Avery, “I’m going to see if Desmond is ready.”
Since we’re only driving up for the day, Desmond and Gemma are the only ones going with me. Tate has a shift at the station in a few hours, and Helio needs to train the new security guards he hired at his private firm.
And Arsin…
Well, he’s technically still wanted by the FBI after he “escaped prison.” And I don’t even know why I’m putting that in quotation marks because he literally escaped prison; it’s not just a fake memory implanted in his head. Apparently, that bitch Mandy placed him directly in a prison cell when we arrived on Earth. And Arsin? He used a match he had a friend smuggle in and lit the entire fucking prison on fire. Fortunately, Tate’s power of deception, and his position on the local police force, ensures that Sin won’t ever be caught, thank fuck. I’m not worried about my lover at all. Oh no. I’m more worried about the hundreds of innocent guards he’ll douse in flames in order to get back to me and his kids.
I enter the living room to see him sitting on the floor with Matty across from him. Gemma’s twin has the same onyx black hair, but his eyes remind me of emerald gemstones instead of pools of water.
“Mommy!” he screams when he sees me, and Sin immediately drops his hand…
The hand currently holding a ball of fire.
“Sin,” I give him a disapproving look, “I thought we talked about playing with fire in the house.”
“He has to train, my love, especially if he wants to be like his daddy.” Sin smiles mischievously as I lean down to peck him on the cheek. He turns at the last minute, capturing my lips in his own.
“Mommy, watch!” Matty enthusiastically thrusts out his hand, a tiny flame dancing on his palm. My eyes widen as I watch the fire lick at his tan skin. From what we gathered so far, Gemma has received my power to manipulate pain—both to take it away from others and feed off of it herself—and Helio’s power to see whether a person is lying or telling the truth. But Matty? Apparently, he takes after his daddy Sin.
“Don’t burn this house down,” I warn Sin seriously, kissing him one last time.
Sin snorts but doesn’t bother to contradict me, mostly because he knows it’s true. My last apartment? Yeah, the asshole accidentally burned it down during one of our kinky sex sessions. Fortunately, the guys had already been planning on surprising me with a new home located in a swath of forest miles and miles away from the nearest town. In every direction is nothing but gorgeous trees, and directly behind the farmhouse is a tiny creek. The guys also ensured that it’s only ten minutes away from the local newspaper, where I work part-time as an investigative journalist.
It’s…perfect.
Simple and elegant with two-floors, six bedrooms, and four bathrooms. We don’t need anything grand or ostentatious. None of my men need a room for themselves, so we all share the master bedroom on the top floor. And I think that’s the reason my guys chose this house in particular. Because that master bedroom? It’s massive. We’re able to fit a bed that comfortably fits all six of us and still have space on either side of the room. The closet has sections designated for each of us, and the bathroom has two sinks and two showers. It’s still crowded, but that’s what the spare bedrooms are for. If we ever need a moment of silence, a moment to escape, there’s an easy way to do so.
As I move down the hall, I see Helio and Tate talking quietly in the kitchen, pouring themselves steaming cups of coffee. My breath catches as I stare at my two sexy-as-sin men.
Tate wears the police uniform as if it was made for him. It conforms to his shapely legs and muscular torso, and if I didn’t have somewhere I had to be, I would jump his fine ass. His hair is now