felt the wetness of our combined orgasms slide down my thigh. "I'm taking another shower."
He let out a long breath as I swiped my towel from the ground. "Are you kicking me out?"
I paused at the edge of the room. That had been my plan—use him for sex, then throw him out on his ass with a few cruel words in a pathetic attempt to make him hurt even a fraction as badly as he'd hurt me.
"No," I replied, my voice soft. "Not right now."
Even without facing him fully, I saw some of the defeat leave his posture. "So, you're giving me a chance at redemption, then?"
I groaned inwardly. This was a bad idea; I already knew it. And yet... "Don't fuck it up, Kody. There won't be another chance." I shot him a meaningful look, then continued through to the bathroom to shower again. Don't get me wrong, I loved fucking Kody and Steele without the thin barrier of a condom; there was something so totally raw and intimate and just plain dirty about it. But the cleanup was a pain in the ass.
In less than thirty seconds, Kody joined me under the water, and I grinned as he pushed me against the tile wall to fuck me again. He was clearly banking that all the endorphins from continual orgasms would keep me from changing my mind and throwing him out in the cold.
He was right.
Keep them coming, babe. Fuck yeah.
10
I woke up the next morning to heavy knocking on my front door. Heavy enough that I worried whoever it was might break it down.
"What the fuck?" I mumbled in a sleepy, thoroughly fucked haze.
"I've got it," Kody whispered back, kissing my bare shoulder with hot lips. "Go back to sleep."
I didn't even think twice, dropping my head back into the pillows and yawning. It didn't even cross my mind that Kody was answering my front door in a telling state of undress.
Whoops.
"What the fuck?" a familiar voice roared shortly after the sound of my locks unbolting. "I told you to stand watch, not abuse the fucking situation!"
"She has a name, bro, and it's not the fucking situation." Kody was all smugness and gloating as he replied to Archer, and I smothered a laugh in my pillow. "Also, any abuse was totally consensual. In fact—"
"Kody!" I shouted, cutting him off. "That's enough."
The last thing I needed him to do was brag about how I’d begged him to smack my ass and tie me to the headboard just a few hours ago. In my defense, I'd lost track of how many times he'd made me come. So temporary insanity had to be excused.
The boys’ voices dropped to lower tones, and I reluctantly dragged my ass out of bed. I didn't bother getting fully dressed—it was my apartment; why the fuck should I?—and instead just pulled a buttery-soft satin robe on over my bra and panties. I didn't even bother belting it.
In my living room, Archer and Kody were standing chest to chest with the air crackling between them like lightning. That, more than anything, proved to me how serious he'd been last night when he’d told me Archer could kiss his ass and fix his own damn mistakes.
Blame it on all the oxytocin flooding my system, but I was in the mood to mess with my archnemesis.
Strutting my shit over to the two of them, I couldn't help but notice the way Archer's gaze raked over my body. Not like he hadn't seen all of me before, right? Biting back my mean smirk, I let a pleasant and totally fake smile cross my lips instead.
"Good morning, husband," I sang as I rose up on my tiptoes and pressed a lingering kiss to his stunned lips. "Did you have a nice night, sweetie? I know I did." I patted his cheek in a condescending way and winked.
The shock receded somewhat out of his expression, and his gaze darkened. "What are you fucking playing at Princess Danvers?" His voice was ice cold, and his eyes glittered with barely concealed anger.
I just clicked my tongue and gave him a smirk. "Now, now, darling. It's Princess D'Ath now. It's just what every little girl dreams of! Being married off by her father without her knowledge or consent." I sighed like a deliriously happy nitwit. "Thank goodness such an important decision was taken out of my silly hands. Whatever would I have done?"
With way too much swagger in my step, I turned and headed over