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“That’s almost a marriage proposal in guy language, isn’t it?”
“Shit, you’re right.” Hawk started forward. “Better go and keep an eye on them, make sure Slade isn’t trying to steal my man.”
I was too busy watching Hawk’s very fine arse go to feel Finn approach me, but when he slammed his hand down on the side of the car just beside my head, I jumped.
“That wasn’t just about showing me what I missed. You were deliberately goading me.”
I felt a thrill of fear that was a little worrying and a whole lot of a turn on. Seeing Finn off the chain, putting all that carefully maintained façade to one side, I hadn’t seen that since we were mated, and I liked it. Any reaction was better than it had been, but this one—all heaving chest and glowing eyes and gritted teeth… My eyes dropped down. Oh, and rigid cock. Yeah, I could get used to this.
“Yeah, I was.”
“You made your point. Fuck, you made it the moment you let Jack unzip your jeans, but letting them tongue fuck you to orgasm in the back of my car? That deserves a response. I dunno where we’ll be tonight, but wherever it is, you’ll be riding my cock with that hot little cunt of yours, your juices saturating every inch, until neither of us can come anymore. Do you understand?”
“Yes, alpha,” I said, faux meekly, my smirk pulling yet another growl from him.
“And then we’re going to have a talk about what happened.”
My heart sank at that, and my brattishness dropped instantly at the vulnerable expression on his face, but he tugged me to him, sucking in a deep breath as he buried his nose in my hair, as if he would memorise my smell.
When he pulled himself away, the line of his body, the slip of his hands told me he wanted to do anything but. “Stay here,” he said, his eyes darting over to where the other guys were standing. “I’ll send Aaron or Brandon over. Stick with them until we know what’s going on here, please. I’ve gotta go and see a man about a dog somewhere very, very private.”
“That looked intense.” Brandon had drifted over, right when he was needed, of course. “Mmm…you smell fucking amazing.”
“Stop smelling me.” He ignored me, moving in close so his nose almost touched my skin. “Seriously, pretty sure the Great Wolf or whatever her twat is put some kind of super magical fuck lure spray on me or something. If you don’t want this all to devolve into a very large orgy, you need to stop.”
“It’s OK, Jules,” Brandon said with a slow smile. “You smell fucking edible, but I feel no burning desire to engage in public acts of licentiousness.”
“Well, good.”
“But you know, wherever we are tonight, everyone’s in, right? Like that might be overwhelming, six guys at once. But, love, I think whatever we opened the lid on, it’s coming out.”
Fuck, fuck, fuck, my mind supplied helpfully.
Yes, that will be the sum total of it, I replied. To myself. Because my cunt clenched down on a distressing emptiness at the thought of all of them, that glorious array of man flesh ready, hard, and waiting for me. I had well and truly got off the Good Girl Train and was now hurtling towards Wantonville, and I just couldn’t get there fast enough.
“Good,” I said, and pushed away from the car, ready to face whatever fuckery the gods had planned for us.
18
“Where the hell is this?”
Someone had carried Sylvan out of the ruins and put him in one of the cars to recover from the belting Jack gave him. He staggered out of the car, glancing around wildly.
“We have to go back, now.”
“We’re not going back, you little shit,” Aaron said. I eyed Sylvan. He wasn’t exactly small, but I guess everyone was small compared to Aaron.
“No, no, no…” The seer started to move in fits and starts, searching for a way out or a way back, but he obviously wasn’t sure how. Then he scanned the outer gates of the settlement we were parked outside. The walls were all made from bound logs, sharpened to points, the gates graceful things covered with intricate carvings, the doors themselves reinforced with curling bands of hammered metal. “You brought us to the Uldariel?!”
I watched his face transform, at first aghast, then unfocussed as something else caught his attention, then it smoothed down to an artificial calm.
“They’ve got our gear and seemed fairly insistent we come for a feast, so we go, we eat, we get our stuff, and we get back to the mission. You gotta problem with that?”
“No, I’m sure you know what you’re doing.”
The seer’s glib response had me frowning, as was Brandon when I glanced at him.
“Then let’s get inside,” Aaron said. “No fraternising with the locals.” His order was met by the sound of their groans. “We’ve got no idea what they’re like or what their agenda is, so keep your dicks in your pants and watch what people offer you. D
