Changed by Fire (Phoenix Rising #6) - Harper Wylde Page 0,79
Nix,” she whined.
“No way,” he spat. “If I don’t get to spend time with my mate, then neither do you. I’m sure Mom could use both of us.”
Molly huffed. “You just don’t want me with Ceddy.”
I could almost hear Theo’s teeth grinding. “Just come on.”
“Fine. But you better teach me how to do that. I’m sure Ceddy would love to go ice skating.”
I laughed when Theo groaned, following in their wake as we headed back to the main lodge.
Seventeen
Nix
I groaned as I pulled my shirt over my head, tossing it into the hamper. It seemed impossible that I’d be able to sweat through my clothing during training sessions when Alaska’s weather was this cold, but I was still as gross as any other training day. My muscles twinged sharply and I winced, heading to my shower. I could have kissed Rini for ensuring that my room had its own bathroom attached. All I wanted was a long, drawn out shower. With hot water steaming up the room, I risked a glance in the mirror. Some bruises decorated my skin from blows I hadn’t managed to block, but my Phoenix chirped her joy at the realization that we were getting better.
I stepped under the stream, letting the hot water beat down on my head and soothe my aching muscles. The lemon fragrance of my soap filled the air, the fresh, light scent refreshing and rejuvenating as I took my time washing and shaving. I hoped I’d have a chance to steal time with one of my mates tonight. I knew the wish was selfish, considering everyone was so busy lately with preparations for the upcoming battles, but my need for them still burned through my veins. I thought of my time with Joshua, of finally getting to feel him rather than just dream of him, and the heat that flushed over my skin wasn’t solely from the shower. Well, if all my mates were busy, I didn’t think they’d mind if I took the time to enjoy myself at least. Hell, after training all day, I thought I’d earned an orgasm, even if it wouldn’t be as strong without them. I stepped from the water, hurrying to dry off so I could stretch out on my bed. I propped the pillows behind my back, comfortably settling myself into my bunk.
I let my fingers trail across my breasts and down between my legs, imagining the way Joshua had followed that same path with his mouth. I closed my eyes and rubbed my clit lightly, remembering how Hiro’s tongue ring felt as it teased across my folds. I’d gone too long without one of my mates inside me, that was for sure. I slid a finger into my channel, a small moan escaping my lips.
“Well now…” Hiro’s amused voice startled me, my eyes snapping open as the door clicked shut. Joshua’s smile was sweet and a little sheepish, where Hiro’s was just plain wicked. “Here we are, coming to take you to do something fun, and look what we found. Were you feeling a little neglected, Nix?”
I bit my lip to hide my smile at his teasing. “Just a touch,” I purred. “And I’m already having fun. Since no one seemed to be inclined to lend me a hand, I figured my own would do.”
Heat flared in Hiro’s eyes as Joshua groaned. “I’m sure if you asked nicely, we would be inclined to lend you a few hands.” Hiro’s suggestion was coated in sin.
Joshua’s gaze flicked rapidly to Hiro’s before settling back on my naked body.
I grinned, feeling bold, and widened my legs slightly. “Hm, I don’t know. My fingers seem to be doing a pretty good job.” I slipped a finger inside myself in a teasing stroke. I liked playing with my mates, and watching Joshua’s dazed expression as he studied every move I made only added fuel to my fire.
“You know,” Hiro began conversationally, his dark eyes never leaving mine, “I never took the time to finish those punishments we talked about. I’ve been counting, after all.”
“Do you like that idea, gorgeous?” Joshua asked softly, a hint of steel threading his tone. “Like the idea of him spanking you? Of me watching him, helping him?”
“Answer him, Nix,” Hiro ordered, even as my body clenched around my fingers. I smirked at him, pretending to consider the question.
Quick as his alter, Joshua darted forward, snared my hands, and pinned them to the bed, making me gasp. “Not nice,” I muttered.