“Very,” Fin exhaled. “More special than you realize.”
“Oh? And how is that?”
Ignoring Maddox’s warning look, Fin told her the truth. “You’re the only female hybrid to ever transition. You’re also ours. Our mate. Perfect for us in every way.” And she was.
Maddox sighed, even as Rogue just shook his head, but Fiona’s response puzzled him the most.
She burst out laughing.
“Oh, honey, I’m a succubus,” she said in between gasps. “I’m pretty much perfect for everyone.”
Oh.
Fin hadn’t really thought of it that way, and the dark look on Maddox’s face promised he had, but it was the speculation filling Rogue’s expression that worried him all of a sudden.
Wiping at her eyes, Fiona shook her head. “Sorry, I just needed that laugh. Like I said, Astral-Boy, you really are pretty. But you shouldn’t bet on me. As soon as this little confab is over, I’m out of here. Like I said, places to go and people to kill.” The she muttered something about how destiny could bite her.
“We’ll see,” he murmured, even as Maddox let out an aggrieved sigh.
“You will need to stay with us long enough to master your bloodlust,” Maddox informed her. “And until we can deal with your sire. You do not want him to try and control you.”
From the look on her face, Fiona had no intentions of letting anyone control her.
But she might have missed the point. Destiny had already bitten all of them. But as long as they were naked, he didn’t mind the argument at all.
It would help when they got to the makeup part.
Which they would need in three…
Two…
“I don’t care what Maddox promised you,” Rogue stated. “You’re not leaving, little sváss.”
Now.
Her eyes flashed, and Maddox growled.
Fin settled back against the ledge to soak and let Maddox and Rogue debate this one.
Then Fin could swoop in with the reasonable compromise and settle it all.
When she stood up abruptly, hands on her hips, he damn near swallowed his tongue.
She really was quite perfect.
And it didn’t matter if everyone else wanted her.
They didn’t get to have her.
Fiona was theirs.
Chapter 8
“I don’t believe in love at first sight. You fall in lust with what your eyes see, and in love with what your heart sees.” - Unknown
Maybe it was the amount of blood I’d consumed or the age of it, but focusing had become a real bitch. What had been promised as a conversation and explanation had turned into a dictation and argument.
Specifically, Maddox argued, Rogue dictated, and Fin leaned back, arms stretched out, looking enormously satisfied. A certain amount of smugness rolled off Astral-Boy, and fuck, he was so pretty. I’d be jealous, but I wasn’t that shallow.
I also really didn’t give a damn about beauty except to admire it. Maddox was ripped, powerful, and yes, the fact that he could turn into a dragon was really impressive. But he wasn’t pretty. Strong. Fierce. Proud. These all applied. Handsome, in his own way, but no, Fin had pretty all tied up.
“You can’t just give her that order,” Maddox snarled. It was really sweet, and I should probably calm him down, but to be honest, I didn’t really care what Rogue had decided. The fact that he’d tasted divine and fed me both his blood and his lust had left me floating. He hadn’t turned it into sex, not that I’d been remotely opposed, despite the varying levels of grossness decorating both of us. And by that, I meant him, not me. I did not look or smell anywhere near that bad.
But the stoic male sitting across the hot bath—really, these weren’t baths so much as actual pools, and they were more like hot rock tubs. While they were carved out of actual stone, they were smooth and comfortable. Maddox kept trying to settle me back into leaning against him even if I didn’t want to sit yet. Finally, I sat because it was warmer in the water. When he tugged me against him again I elbowed him.
Hated to let him know he wasn’t any softer than the rocks we sat against. Not that I examined why I was loath to let him know. Anyway, back to the stoic over there.
Him, I couldn’t pin down. Fierce? Yes. Beautiful? In a cold and kind of deadly way. There was an ancient power lurking there, something that might possibly be more dangerous than the dragon at my side.