eyes would be the first thing you’d admit to liking. Knox said muscles, Ryker said lips, Valen refused to play, Sabin said his mysterious air, and Torrez said you wouldn’t admit anything until you were called out, which I guess technically is right in this case too, since we’re all calling you out right now.”
Torrez smiles, and he and Bastien fist bump.
“What did you win?” I ask, irritated by how amusing they think this is.
“Cuddle rights at night for a week.”
I slap a palm to my forehead and shake my head. “I thought you three didn’t want another mate?”
“Your magic keeps trying to spark up and mark him as something. I don’t know that any of us have much of a choice, including you, Bruiser,” Bastien teases.
“I still get my night in the rotation, though, because I didn’t play your dumb game,” Valen warns his brother.
“Party pooper,” Knox cough-accuses.
Valen flips him the bird. “Nope, I’m the smart one. You’re going to be all cold and cuddling your compeer for the next seven days, and I’ll still be in the rotation to have my arms wrapped around our mate’s tight body, twice this week.”
My skin heats at Valen’s words, and I try not to yell out “nap time.” Torrez chuckles, and when I look at him, he taps at his nose.
Busted!
Torrez rearranges what is clearly his hardening dick in his pants, and I lick my lips as I watch him, completely unashamed of the fact that I’m perving out. Maybe they’re right, and I’m not as opposed to this whole group situation as I thought. I wonder how many orgasms a female body can handle before it combusts into flames?
“She’s thinking about sex again, isn’t she?” Knox asks Torrez.
“Oh yeah, this room just filled up with so much lust, I’m going to be hard for the rest of the day,” Torrez informs him.
“By the moon, will you all stop distracting me? We’re not here to talk about group sex, or adding mates, cuddle parties, or erections that last all day. We’re here to argue about the Adriel plan until you all realize that the plan we just came up with is the best and possibly the only way.”
“It’s not the only way,” Sabin insists, and I blow out an irritated breath.
“Okay, so what’s the alternative?”
I wait patiently for them to say anything, but everyone’s quiet.
“What if we have Siah go back, work things from the inside like he’s planning now, and we still attack from the outside? That plan is the same, just without you in the middle or in any extra danger we might not be able to get you out of.”
“That could work, but if I were there, it would be a useful distraction. Siah said it will be hard to organize the lamia. I imagine it will be even harder if all eyes are on him. You all know we can’t just attack from outside. The paladin have been there and done that; somehow Adriel gets the upper hand. You guys are here to rescue Lachlan and Keegan. I’m here to kill Adriel. Our best way of accomplishing what each of us wants is this way,” I explain.
“I don’t like it, Killer. You said yourself that we should stick together. If we split up, we’re weaker targets,” Knox pleads.
“Adriel doesn’t want me dead. He wants my abilities. He’ll be focused on trying to get what he wants from me, and it will leave him vulnerable in other places. He’s not going to kill me, and I may be there dealing with him alone for a little while, but we’re all connected,” I tell them motioning to each of them in the room. “I can talk with you, feed you information, help you fine tune the attack. This really is our best option.”
“You act like death is the worst thing he can do to you,” Valen speaks up. “We don’t know what his tactics are like. You’re assuming he’s going to take his time trying to win you over, but what if he just tries to take them from you. What are we supposed to do if that’s what goes down? You’ll be on your own, no buffer, no protection.”
I take a deep breath and consider what he’s saying. My eyes focus on Valen’s hazel gaze, and I wish I could smooth away all the worry I see in his face. “You’re right, we don’t know how I’ll be treated once I’m in Adriel’s hands. All I do know