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In a slow and steady pace, those glowing eyes started to edge closer. “You’re not afraid of me?”
Honestly, I was not sure anymore. Even after tonight. “No, I’m not.”
Nonetheless, never show fear.
He hummed softly. “So you were listening.”
“I always do,” I stated respectfully.
He grunted, eyeing me another moment, and then in a tender action, he placed one of his hands on my left shoulder and nudged me over a step. “I’ll get the chair for you.” He lifted the recliner with effortless strength and placed it at the foot of their bed. “Sleep safe.” He walked to his side of the bed, and the shine of his eyes dipped as he got in. “That’s what Mian say. Not ‘good night’.”
I had actually wondered about that. “Thank you for explaining.” Clearing my throat, I picked up my comforter and gently relaxed onto the recliner, careful when I released the footstool this time. It rose with minimal noise. I smiled softly to myself, and then covered up with my fluffy blanket. Lying on my side, I viewed the silver eyes that were watching me from the top of the bed. “Sleep safe.”
Golden, glowing eyes suddenly flared only inches from my face. I clamped my mouth shut on the scared squeal that almost sounded, my entire body jerking at the sudden closeness of Leo. My heart thumped a mile a minute inside my chest and my hands were now trembling. The damn Mian had been lying in wait with his head at the foot of the bed. He was so close in the darkness that I could see his white teeth flash as he grinned with impish delight. “The same to you, Braita.”
I grumbled a curse, puffing out a large breath. “That wasn’t nice.”
His resulting chuckle was pure mischief. “I never said I was nice.” He winked. “Go to sleep.”
I glared, but after my heartbeat calmed, I found myself reaching out. Near where his head lay, my right hand found his on the bed. At the contact, his gaze locked on mine, but with a smooth and slow motion, he began intertwining our fingers together. It was the first skin-to-skin connection I had ever initiated in my entire life.
It did not feel illegal. The action did not feel wrong at all.
I realized I felt completely safe.
With him. And Malik. In this implausible world.
My life was changing so much; it would make a lesser woman lose her sanity.
On a shaky exhale, I closed my eyes at the recognition I now understood.
I fell asleep as a comforting peace of belonging flooded my entire being.
My hand never left Leo’s the entire night.
This, with them, could really be my home.
Sitting outside in the back courtyard, I watched the blessed sun as it began its descent. While the Mian may be of the night, I had found my own soul needed the day. Since arriving on Triaz two weeks ago, I had begun waking far before Leo and Malik just so I could be outside and feel the sun’s heat on my face. My ten guards always accompanied me on my trek. They wore blackened goggles that matched their dark attire to protect their eyes, even though they still stood in the shade of an overhang.
My thoughts always continued to wonder to Jax while I sat out here. I had no clue how he was being treated by the Mian of the east. I had asked Leo and Malik if I could write him a letter, but they had tossed my question aside with arrogant flare. They never appreciated when I spoke of Jax, almost acting as if the mere mention of his name was an irritation.
But I still thought about him and worried for his safety. I missed him dreadfully.
I knew I had it easy here. I now had clothing that fit, beautiful clothes made of the softest materials on Triaz. Malik and Leo had insisted I also have shoes. I did not wear them all the time, but I would occasionally wear a pair of sandals that I particularly liked.
I ran my hands over the silken grass as I watched the sun fade from view, the sky gradually turning from a shade of molten red to the indigo of twilight. It was beautiful and mesmerizing, my quiet sigh of contentment floating away on the now cooling breeze. I lifted the light cashmere sweater I had brought out with me and pulled it over my head, covering my white tank top.
With one last glance at the sky, I stood to my feet and brushed off my black trousers. These were my favorite pair of pants, one of the few Malik and Leo had agreed I could have made, other than the dresses I now had. The pants fit me perfectly at the waist and gently flared to the bottom. My bare toes peeked out just beyond the edges of the relaxed material. When I wore them, Malik and Leo would practically roll their eyes, knowing I had heaps of dresses in my closet. Dresses I knew they much preferred. I may wear these pants more than I normally would, just to see their reactions, it was decidedly entertaining. All of the Mian women inside the palace always wore dresses, even the chef, Krim, who I had become well acquainted with.
The thought of her made my thoughts brighten. She was sure to have something ready for me.
I waved to my guards, indicating I was ready to go inside. I swear some of them slept while standing. It was always the same ten men, so they had to get some shuteye sometime. Five walked in front of me, and the other five behind me. They knew my routine by now, so we first headed to the kitchen where Krim did, indeed, have my breakfast laid out for me. I grabbed the cinnamon bagel and the apple as we continued on our trek, munching on the apple first. Initially, I’d had to explain to Krim what a Human ate, but she was speedy at her work and her experiments were quick-witted and, mostly, delicious. It was safe to say Krim was one of my favorites here in the palace.
My guards stopped as I walked into my bedroom. They never entered my private quarters.
I tossed the core of the apple away, and nibbled at my bagel as I crossed to the adjoining door leading to my Vaq’s room. Malik was the teensiest bit obsessive about the organization of their bedroom. Every night I slept in the recliner at the foot of their bed, but if I did not put the chair back where it normally belonged, he was grumpy as hell for the first half of the night. I had quickly learned that as soon as I was done with my time out in the sun, I should hurry back, when they were just waking, and return the recliner to its rightful location.
Taking a large bite of my cinnamon spiced breakfast, I opened the door to their bedroom.
I came to a silent halt.
My eyes…no, my thoughts just stalled.
At first, I could not comprehend what I was seeing.
Their windows were already unfrosted, so the twilight sky shone inside.
Malik and Leo were in bed.
But by that, I meant, Leo was lying on his back and Malik was positioned over him.
Their comforter had slipped down to just below Malik’s waist, and I could tell they were both naked. Malik’s hips were thrusting forward in a rhythmic rocking motion, the blanket lifting and lowering with each of his movements. Leo’s head was arched back as he groaned in what sounded like pained pleasure, his bronze cheeks flushed.
