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I stroll out of the room, already fishing my phone out of my pocket to check if Mel has called. She hasn't. I totter between calling her or not and decide not to.

I slip the phone back into my pocket and step out of the small house. The sky is still dark, hanging almost to the earth, swollen like a pregnant woman.

"You didn't have to be so harsh, Xander." My brothers have grouped around me. Alec stops beside me and watches the sky just as I am.

"Was I? The Famiglia is the priority."

"I worry about you," Knox says. He stops beside me, but unlike Alec, he keeps his eyes on mine.

I fix a harsh stare on him and lead them away from the door towards the back, where we will have more privacy. Ryder follows, "What is this? A blame party? I will do all I can to inspire confidence in myself. They will not look and find me wanting."

Declan heaves a sigh. "We should return to the house. Today has been a long day."

"You can leave. I will stay a bit longer." I haven't had any time to myself since the news spread. There were calls to field, men to placate, and fires to put out.

"Is that safe?" Knox worries at his bottom lip.

I shrug and walk further down. The trees lining both sides of the walkway sway gently in the breeze, whipping through the air. "Does it matter? Anyone who attacks me would have to be plenty stupid. And Ryder is here."

"We'll stay with you." They range around me, and together, we drop to the floor, sitting on the grass with the wind whirling around us, our shoulders pressed together. So long as I know I have them, I know it'll be fine.

My phone thrills in my pocket, and a slight smile curves my lips. I reach for the phone and find a message from Mel.

Coming?

It's simple and straightforward, and I jump to my feet. My brothers roll their eyes almost in unison.

"Guess we're leaving then." Knox drawls wryly.

23

MEL

I blink at the rapidly narrowing shape in front of my eyes. I sit up fast to find Xander half-dressed or undressed, depending on how you want to see it.

"What are you doing?" I whisper, blowing a puff of air into the room to check if my mouth has any bad smell.

Xander clocks the movement and gives me a smile. "I don't know really, but for once in a long while, I've got a free day." He stops and peers at me uncertainly. "Thought I'd take Lucian to the park. And maybe the gym later?"

For once, I'm glad it's the weekend, glad my mouth doesn't stink, and glad he's half undressed, I guess. I enjoy a leisurely stroll down his body with my eyes, land on his cock, and then trail my eyes back up. "Am I invited? Or is it just for the boys?"

"Could we leave you behind if we wanted to?" He prowls towards me, and I crawl slowly towards him on the bed, one knee after the other, till I'm close enough that my eye is level with his already awakening cock.

"If you really, really wanted to." I flick my tongue against his bare stomach, trace it across his torso, up to his navel, where I sink it in.

He holds my head still and then heaves out a heavy exhale and lets go. I kiss my way to his tattoo, letting my lips kiss every single sun, every dark light.

I love the way he turns to give me access to all of him. When he has his back to me, I twist my arms around his back and hold on. "Now let's see you leave without me."

He chortles, and I dig my hands into his side to tickle at him. He doesn't even twitch. "That doesn't work anymore."

I dig deeper, sinking my fingers in and out, swiping to the sides till his body quivers finally, and he lets a deep guffaw slip past his lips. "Gotcha."

He turns to face me and lifts me by my shoulder up to him. "What are you doing to me?"

I wiggle with pleasure at the slow playfulness of his voice. "Everything you want me to do to you."

He scoops me into his arms and swings me almost forcefully into the middle of the bed. He climbs over me and lifts my legs into the air, then drops it almost immediately and flops down himself. His eyes are pools of endless lust and wonder. "Ride me."

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