that.
Desmond hovers over me, his shaggy brown hair grazing the underside of his jaw. He hasn’t shaved in a few days, making his scruff look even more prominent in the darkened room. He smiles softly, cheekily, but there’s an underlying pain lingering in his brown eyes.
“I thought we lost you,” he whispers, reaching forward so his fingertips can graze down the side of my face. I allow my eyelashes to flutter shut as I twist my head, planting a tender kiss to the inside of his wrist.
“I’ll never leave you.” I snap my eyelids open and glance over Des’s shoulder at Avery. My eyes travel over his beautifully sculpted body and his golden blond hair shorn short. “What does this mean? You guys giving me parts of your life force, I mean. Are we no longer immortal?”
“We won’t know for sure,” Avery admits, scratching at his chin.
“Obviously, we still have our powers,” Tate interjects with an eye roll. Lazily, almost lackadaisically, he begins to pluck my sensitive nipples, smearing the wax deeper into my skin.
“But Rebecca believes that we might have some traits that make us…human,” Helio adds.
“What does that mean exactly?” I can feel myself getting fidgety, both because of arousal and my own unrelenting fear that these men have sacrificed something invaluable for me. Something they’ll never be allowed to get back. I wouldn’t be able to live with myself if they’re no longer gods.
“Again, baby, we don’t know for sure.” Desmond lowers himself so he can brush his lips against mine. I automatically open to him, allowing his tongue to flick against my own before he retreats. “But we don’t care what this means. We don’t care if we now have to live human lifespans. As long as you’re with us through it. We’ll happily have one normal life with you than an eternity without.” Seeing the unencumbered joy and love in his eyes, my heart shreds into pieces smaller than confetti.
“I love you guys.” I allow my gaze to encompass all five men in the room. “I love you all so freaking much.”
Tate lowers his head to my breast and begins softly licking my nipple, his other hand snaking across my body to knead my other one.
“And we can stay here, if you want,” Avery adds as he begins stroking his cock, his long fingers brushing across the slit at the tip, rubbing pre-cum up and down his shaft. “We don’t have to go back to the Realm of the Gods now…if ever. I know you want to be here for Henry, especially while he recovers. And I know Rebecca intends to stay.” He pauses, head canting to the side. “Huh. I should probably warn her about the poisonous gas I unleashed in her air vents at her apartment.”
“Avery!” My reprimand is cut short by Tate capturing my entire tit and suctioning it into his mouth. He stares at me through hooded eyes as his teeth graze over my nub.
Finally, he releases it with a pop and rests his chin on the top of my boob. “Can you stop talking about your brothers, please? You almost fucking died, and now that you’re here…” He trails off, eyes sparking with something dark, decadent, and sexy.
“Fuck you, Tate,” I breathe as he, along with the rest of my guys, scoot off the bed. Only Sin remains, still propped up on his elbow as his hand strokes his twitching cock.
“Fuck you right back, princess,” he snaps. Before I can continue our verbal sparring, he grabs my legs and flips me onto my stomach. Desmond wastes no time climbing back onto the bed, turning my face to the side, and kissing me like his life depends on it. “Helio, would you like to do the honors?”
“Helio?” I murmur into Desmond’s mouth. I can feel my gentle lover’s caress on the backs of my thighs, steadily rising but never touching me where I desperately desire him to. I moan as Desmond tangles his hand in my hair, tugging to the point of pain. I need more. So much more. I need—
Slap.
I release a startled yelp, ripping my lips free from Desmond’s at the first stab of pain on my ass. Glancing over my shoulder, I see Helio standing at the foot of my bed, his chest heaving. His dark hair is in tangles, and his beard nearly grazes his upper chest. I can’t remember the last time I’ve ever seen him this disheveled and unkempt, but I can’t say I’m too