The one still keeping his distance, at least at the moment, however, was the one I focused on.
“You need to rest. Tomorrow is soon enough.”
You could almost taste the surprise in the room, and I nodded. Worked for me. Crossing over to the clothes Fin had stacked on another table, I dropped the robe without a second thought. The bite on my neck was still puffy and more than a little sore. The one on my breast had gone the same way as had the one on my thigh. Wherever they drained me from, it would seem, had grown inflamed in some way. The fact that Rogue had done it twice was also not lost on me.
The dead silence as I flipped through the clothes for underthings had me glancing over my shoulder. All three gazes were pinned on me. “Oh please. All three of you have gone down on me, and I know at least two of you were under me when another of you was in me. This is not a new sight.”
I stepped into the panties and tugged them up. They were pure lace and blood red.
Subtle.
I didn’t care, since leather pants over a bare pussy was gonna pinch and sweat. I’d pass. The lack of bra also didn’t faze me. I didn’t like the damn things anyway. I tugged the black camisole on, but when I reached for the leather pants, Fin pressed up behind me.
“Are you planning to sleep in them?” The question whispered against my ear sent a shudder skating over my skin. It didn’t help that he’d slid an arm around me and rested his hand on the thin sliver of flesh between the edge of the camisole and my panties. “It’s getting late, and you still need to rest.”
The invitation rolled through me like spring storm. Leaning my head back against his shoulder, I cut my gaze upward to find him smiling at me. Maddox was rugged, tough, and now that I knew about his dragon, I could see it in how he moved and spoke. He was a creature used to control.
Rogue? I still had no idea what he was, but powerful didn’t begin to describe. The elements didn’t touch him. He’d walked out into the snow in the garden without flinching. He moved faster than I could perceive. His demeanor? Quiet, reserved, and far from the argumentative and playful natures of Maddox and Fin respectively. The tattoos scrawled over her Rogue’s biceps and shoulders meant something, but I didn’t know what.
But Fin was just adorable. Sexy. Beautiful. It hadn’t taken me long to figure out his gifts. Druid. There was something just utterly compelling about him.
Thank you.
“Bite me,” I teased, and elbowed him. He brushed his nose against my cheek as he slid his hand along my torso.
“Do not bite her,” Rogue ordered abruptly, and Fin made a little huffing noise.
“He’s a killjoy.”
“You know, I already figured that out for myself.”
Maddox chuckled as I untangled myself from Fin’s grip. He gave me a hint of a pout as I faced him. The fires burning on either end of the library had turned the room toasty. Still dusty, but definitely warmer. Or the fact that Maddox was a little bonfire all by himself helped, too.
The fact that desire had already begun to curl in my stomach irked me. I wasn’t hungry at all. In fact, I was full and replete. Oddly, the blissed out sensation from the prison was missing though. I was comfortable. Not that I probably couldn’t snuggle up in one of their laps or even on a chair by myself and doze. Be better with one of them.
Shaking my head, I wrinkled my nose when Fin beckoned with a curl of his fingers as he dropped into one of the armchairs. The little poof of dust that went up when he did that though utterly ruined the effect.
Laughing, I shook my head. “I think I’ll pass. Or we’ll end up back in the bath.”
“You say that like it’s a bad thing,” Fin teased, his grin growing. He twirled his fingers, and a little dust storm rose up around him as it collected the fluttering particles in a swirl of air and then whooshed over to the fire. “See? All better.” He patted his lap.
“Subtle,” Maddox growled as he prowled forward and dragged a bench over to me. Snagging my abandoned—well, Fin’s anyway—robe, he held it up. “You want this Kitten or shall I keep you warm?”