in strong, warm arms as I’m kissed senseless. I thread my hands in his thick wavy tresses and pull him impossibly closer to me. “I love you, Vinna. Bastien does too, he’s just scared.” I nod in understanding and kiss Valen tenderly one more time before he steps back to make room for Ryker.
“I love you, Squeaks, be safe and come back to us.” I smile at him, and he cups my cheeks in his hands and guides my mouth to his. His lips are soft, his tongue expressive, and I can taste his reverence and his declaration on it. Ryker pulls away, and Knox shoves his way in.
Knox picks me up, and I wrap my legs around his waist and hold on to his big shoulders. “I’m sorry, Killer. I’m sorry for being distant the past couple of weeks. Just know I’m always here. I love you. I always will, and we’ll figure everything out together, okay?”
“Okay,” I tell him, and he hugs me tightly.
Knox kisses me slowly, tenderly, before he pulls away, sets me on my feet and moves back to make room for the next Chosen. It’s like a love assembly line where they each take a turn adding a piece to me until I’m battle ready.
“You love me, Witch?”
“I do, Wolf.”
“Well then, come kiss me before I huff and I puff and I blow your house down,” Torrez threatens, and I laugh.
“Lame, Wolf, I can think of way better things you can blow,” I counter, and Torrez growls in appreciation of my statement.
He kisses me with wild abandon and then moves to my shoulder where he nips at the runes that are there because of his mark. I moan a little when he does, and he pulls away with a salacious smile. “There’s my greedy girl,” he tells me, and then he pulls my lips to his again.
The problem with this method of saying goodbye is that now I don’t want to actually say goodbye. I want to drag each and every one of them back to the room and say, “Fuck it, group sex it is.” Torrez steps away from me, knowing full well what he’s done to my body, and he fucking loves it. Dick. Shit, I can’t even curse him in my mind without getting even more hot and bothered. Sabin steps up to me, and his eyes are so full of love, his smile so full of happiness, that I can’t help but beam right back up at him.
“You looove me. You want to bond with me, make love and have babies,” he singsongs to me, and I laugh and then choke on the word babies.
“Babies are a hard pass, bro,” I tell him, and he smiles at me like I’ve said nothing. “For real, Sabin,” I warn him, but he just kisses me.
He kisses me stupid, and for a minute, I have to remind myself why I was irritated.
“You know how I feel about you, Vinna. You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to us. So let’s kill this fucking lamia and start living the life we all deserve, together.”
Joy takes over my face, and I have to squeeze my thighs together at Sabin’s words. “Fuck, it’s hot when you get all ruthless and shit,” I admit, and Sabin laughs. I salute him as he steps away. “Keep ’em in line, Captain Cockblock. You all need to be training every possible second of the day.” Sabin shakes his head at the nickname but gives me a weak salute back.
Bastien charges me like an angry bull, and my stomach flips with excitement by the challenge pouring out of his eyes. I’m a weirdo. He stops when his chest is pressed against mine, the tip of his nose skimming the tip of mine, both of us breathing heavily.
“No goodbye kisses and professions of love from me, Bruiser. You can have them when I see you again and I’m deep inside of you. You can scream my name and confess your love as your pussy clenches around my cock. I’ll show you what you mean to me then, when you can feel me loving you as I say it. Until then, stay safe and come back to us.”
Bastien’s hazel eyes are molten, and I’m pretty sure if he says cock one more time, I’m going to come. He steps back, and I immediately feel the absence of all of them. They stand in a line, shoulder to shoulder. My Chosen. More than I could