before he vanished, and Rhys lowered my feet to the floor, turning me around with one hand while slamming the door closed with the other.
His knees parted my legs, and before I guessed what he intended to do, his body leaned against mine. The counter bit into my hips as his finger found my core, pushing into my body. His other held my hair, pulling it back to his mouth as he sucked against the pulse hammering in my neck. Rhys’s fingers curled, dancing over the spot that hit every nerve ending perfectly.
My eyes held his in the mirror. He stroked the fire, slowly moving his fingers inside my body until everything began to unravel within me. I whimpered, opening my mouth as a cry escaped, and the world spun around me. He didn’t stop, didn’t slow his thrusts, sending me toppling over the edge again. Rhys kept me dangling there until I was slamming my body against his fingers, crying his name as everything became too much to bear, and my body grew hypersensitive.
“You’re going to love being mounted from behind, pretty girl,” he groaned, lowering his mouth to my shoulder, kissing his way down my body. He kissed along my spine and over the rounded portion of my ass, dipping lower to kiss against my opening. He licked once through my arousal with a loud moan before he stood, turning me around and kissing me hard, forcing me to taste my pleasure on his lips. “Shower, and the knights will escort you to me when you’re ready. Tonight, we eat dinner with my family. It should be interesting for them to meet the Silversmith that gifted me her silver.”
“Is it possible to just forget that happened?” I asked, holding his stare as he smiled.
“Not a fucking chance. I’m the only Van Helsing ever to receive such a gift from your line, Remington. There’s no way I’m not screaming that to the entire world.”
“Damn. Cocky much?” Cole snapped from outside the door. “Are you done making her come half-assed? Let me in, and I’ll finish her off for you, brother.”
“Fuck off, Cole. She’s my girl,” Rhys growled, kissing me hard before he moved me toward the shower, slapping my behind and enjoying the yelp that escaped my lips. “I might like you running from me. You’re a hot little thing afterward, Remi.”
“Great,” I muttered, stepping into the shower. “And Cole, I don’t accept sloppy seconds, man-whore!”
“I can get into that shower with you, woman. Just say the words, and I’m all yours, Sunshine.”
“I’ll see you downstairs,” Rhys said to me, moving to the door before exiting. “Get the fuck out of my room, assholes. I said to meet me in the hallway.”
“Just seeing that you tap that ass soon, brother,” Acyn grunted and then snorted. “Do it, Rhys, or someone else will, and they won’t care what she thinks. Hell, she’s almost succumbed to Cole on a few occasions. You know the rules. Finish it before you lose the only leverage you have against them.”
“Not here, asshole,” Rhys growled.
I swallowed against the door, frowning as I listened to the brothers. When the room went silent, I slipped back into the shower, resting my head against the stall. I had to stop kissing Rhys because I lost my ever-loving mind and did stupid shit when I did.
Chapter Twenty
I sat on the bed, staring at Nyx, who frowned, studying me quietly. I told her what I’d heard, and she’d come up blank on what it could have meant. Something was happening, and neither of us had any idea what it could be. It left us unsettled, but the fact she was walking funny added some amusement to the evening.
“Are you okay?” I asked, watching her move around as I winced for her.
“Van Helsings don’t play around, Remington. I mean, I’m good at orgies. This wasn’t an orgy. Normally, I’m the one feeding. They fed, and damn did they feed. I came so many damn times that I was begging for mercy. Me, a freaking nymph,” she groaned. “I don’t beg for mercy, ever.”
“Until now,” I pointed out, finding her bruised ego a little humorous.
“You watched, pervert,” she smirked. “I don’t think their Beltane and ours are on the same level. Fair warning.”
“Why do you say that?” I asked, remembering Rhys asking the alpha wolf to bring his bitches. How demeaning was that?
“Oh, I don’t know. The fact that Acyn and Cole mentioned sharing me with the crowd that hadn’t known the