the thought of it. “Real British fry-up actually, the bacon, the eggs, the English muffin, some pork and beans, and sausages.” My stomach growled vociferously, and Fin’s smile grew. “And clothes, my clothes, something I can put on because it’s so cold here.”
Lips quirking, he said, “I will bring you back all that you have asked for, though I might work on a way to heat the place. I like watching you walk around naked. Your body is spectacular.”
I snorted. “If I’m naked, then so is everyone else.”
“Deal,” Fin said with a wink. Then he vanished from the water. Vanished from the whole room. I pivoted to look around for him, but he wasn’t there. Suddenly, fire boomed in one of the fireplaces, then the other. The roar of two miniature explosions made me laugh.
“Nice,” I called out. “Very nice.”
You’re welcome, Beautiful. I’ll be back soon. Relax and stay warm. I’d like that soreness to go away so I can show you just how much I’d like to please you.
Okay.
That was hot.
I heard that…
Dick.
Heard that, too.
I laughed.
Well, I’d give them this.
They weren’t boring.
Chapter 10
“Seduce my mind and you can have my body. Find my soul and I’m yours forever.” - Anonymous
As promised, Fin wasn’t gone long at all. Long enough, I tired of soaking in the water. I’d dropped back into the washing pool and actually washed my hair and cleaned up before returning to the soaking pool. Conveniently, Fin had left an oversized robe that reached my ankles and had sleeves that went past my hands, but it was warm and thick.
Wrapped up in it, I headed over to one of the benches in front of the huge fire. Granted, the stone wasn’t the most comfortable piece of furniture—would it kill them to invest in something less Dark Ages? At this point, I’d take eighteenth or nineteenth century.
Still, I was finger combing my hair while basking in the heat when Fin returned with a ripple of air and a distinctive ‘pop.’ The scent of the coffee hit me first, and I was on him faster than a one-night stand at Mardi Gras. He chuckled as he surrendered the first large cup to my eager hands.
I took a deep breath, and I swore I orgasmed right there. It was like manna from heaven. Or at least something like that, not that I’d ever had manna. Yeah, that didn’t work. Here, just picture waking up every day for weeks to shitty circumstances, and to top it off, you get no coffee. Now, the really sexy druid not only brought coffee, he brought bacon.
I was so sucking him off after all this.
The first sip hit my taste buds, and I moaned. Oh, it was the perfect dark blend. Strong enough to fuel the fantasies with just enough sugar and cream to tie you up in silken ropes so it could have its way with you.
“You really like coffee,” Fin commented softly, and I cut my gaze to him on the next sip. His lips were wet like he’d been licking them, and I didn’t bother to contain my next moan.
“You have no idea,” I whispered after I swallowed the next mouthful. “Bacon?” My stomach had begun to growl and gurgle. It really hadn’t in weeks; I thought it had given up on me ever eating real food again, like a lost cause. I know I had. But this…this was better than sex or escape. This was perfection.
“I brought you everything you asked for,” he promised, and turned to the rolling table that looked so horribly out of place here.
“Did you steal that from a hotel?”
That would be hilarious. Go to a hotel, order room service, just bring the whole thing here.
Wait, if we could do that, why couldn’t I just go to the hotel?
“Not quite,” Fin retorted, dispelling my fanciful ideas. Reaching for one of the silver tray lids, he added, “For now, let’s just—”
The doors to the hall slammed open with a crashing force, and I damn near spilled my coffee jerking around as a rush of icy air flooded what had actually finally started to warm up. Dressed in only a pair of jeans and barefoot, Maddox strode across to us.
His fierce expression seemed on the edge of barely restrained rage.
“Someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed,” I muttered. “Rogue not a good cuddler, DF?”
He drew up short with a hitch in his step. “DF?”
“Dick face,” Fin supplied for me in an oh so helpful tone. “I’m