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“Sure, but others might not frame it that way. Plus?—”
“You started the chant,” Holter says from the kitchen.
“Well, we know you didn’t do it—the sabotage to the dome, not starting the chant. So we need to figure out who did.” I nod at Eros.
“Yes, fuck.” Eros grips his upper thighs. “And find my brother.”
I motion to the container on the table. “How do we find a containment device? Do you have one in your apartment?”
“No. Fuck, I wouldn’t keep that sort of tech there. It’s too damning.” Eros leans back and rolls his head to look directly at Annabelle.
“What? If you don’t keep it at your apartment, where do you keep it?”
Annabelle smooths back his hair, and he closes his eyes. Fuck, her petting him like that sends bolts of desire to my hard cock. I want her hand on me. Eros inhales, his chest rising and lowering as she runs her fingers through his hair, over his forehead and down the side of his jaw.
“No, you know what?” she says. “Can we just stop worrying about all of this for just a day, or an hour? Come here. We’re not allowed to go anywhere. Not with the king’s decree.” Annabelle opens her arms, and Eros immediately sinks into her chest. She kisses the side of his head to the back of his ear.
He wraps his arm around her side, and I have the feeling that he’s going to fall asleep, but that’s not the merman way. It certainly isn’t the way of a male like Eros. He flips her onto him. Her legs straddle his. “You’re right, Sunshine, I need you. You’re our home. Fuck, if anything had happened to you...”
“I’m okay. I’m right here.” She rests her hands on his chest.
I don’t hear Holter come over from the kitchen, but then he is here too.
Standing behind Annabelle, Nico’s got the hem of her tunic in his hands. “Hands up, Little Krill.” She raises her hands in the air, and the butter-soft golden tunic lands in a pile near my feet. Fuck. Did he throw that at me just to rub it in that I’m not part of the pod? Because he didn’t—doesn’t want me to be part of it.
“What are you waiting for, golden prince?” All I can see of Eros is his legs and his hands on Annabelle’s amazing ass cheeks.
“I should go.” I stand, and the towel I had hastily tied falls to the floor.
“Please,” Annabelle says between breaths of kissing Nico and Eros.
Holter’s clothes are gone, and he takes over for Nico while Nico’s pants and tunic end up on the white floor. This might be my only chance to be with her again. I’m not allowed to go anywhere. Not with the decree from Atlas. And logically, I doubt anyone would report me for getting in the elevator. But it’s a chance I don’t have to take and an excuse I am all over.
I kneel at the opposite side of the sofa. I’m not going to wait for my turn. Not when her long neck is waiting for me to taste it. Not when I’ve been dreaming of this, of having her again. Of being in her arms. No, if this is the last time I’m allowed to be with her and the pod, then I’m going to take every last second I’m given.
20
ANNABELLE
Castor is at my side, and I need this so much. I need to touch all of them and let them touch me. Reassure myself that we are whole. I know it’s selfish when Eros doesn’t know what happened to his brother or his sister. But if I can give him a few minutes of peace, a few minutes of contentment, that’s what I’m going to do.
Castor’s square jaw nuzzles at the crook of my neck. Nico’s lips are warm and demanding. Holter has his fingers pressed into my hips. He’s fallen to his knees, his cock pressed between my butt cheeks, and Eros has his hands locked on my thighs.
I end the kiss with Nico. We’re all naked, all of us but Eros. I pull on the hem of his tunic. Nico and Castor move, letting me yank it away. I need his cock. “Take off your pants.”
“Our mate is so needy.” Eros laughs.
“If you’re not willing...” Holter stands and grabs me from Eros. I know he’s joking. Holter knows how to make us the best pod we can be, in the pod bed and out of it.
I wrap my arms around his neck and kiss his rugged face. His blues hold mine.
I laugh. “You’re asking for it.”
“I’ll always ask for you.” Holter smiles before he gives me a quick kiss.
I lock my heels behind his butt, and he takes off running.
“You’re not a seahorse. Holter, put our mate down.” Eros streaks by me, his naked body flush with color. He’s waiting for us in the middle of the pod bed when we get there, the covers pulled back, his body spread wide as if he’s going to make a snow angel. Eros’s taking up as much of the massive bed as he possibly can. “Give her to me.” His voice has dropped.
