Ajax continued working his magic hands, wringing moans from me and sending my toes curling until I was completely languid against him. I would have melted into the perpetually warm bath had he not remained a rock behind me.
Is he rock hard for you, too?Az teased.
Fucking male.
He was supposed to be letting Ajax and me heal, but he wasn’t doing a very good job of leaving me alone.
Probably because I kept thinking about sex, which was a siren call to Az and his bird.
Get out of my head. I’m trying to enjoy my evening,I thought back, then imagined a massive wall.
I sensed something beating against it, then the echo ceased.
Two could play at these mind games.
Victorious that I’d walled Az out, at least temporarily, I settled in closer to Ajax. I rested my head on his shoulder as his chest pressed against my back. The sensual promise of his barbell nudged against my spine, as did the length of his arousal, but he didn’t stop his massage.
Which had now gone to my chest, not that I was complaining.
“I’m sorry I left you alone with him,” he murmured as he worked on the tender spots just on the sides of my breasts, deeper into the pectoral tissue. I flinched as he reached another achy spot. He eased up on the pressure but kept working at the area until I relaxed.
“I doubt much training would have happened had you been there,” I countered. “You two only seem to be able to fight.”
Or fuck,my brain added.
Az might have heard my addition, but he didn’t intrude on my moment with Ajax again. I could sense him resting somewhere now, more content being in his bird form than his fae one.
I could also tell that it was effortless to let the Phoenix take over that way. And in effect, it made it easier for him to ignore all the roiling emotions I also felt swirling in his fiery soul.
I wasn’t the only one who had been forcibly mated, I realized. It had occurred to me before, but now it was really starting to sink in.
The Phoenix had bitten me, as well as Ajax.
Az hadn’t decided to do that, leaving him just as helpless as us in all of this.
Not that I’m going to feel sorry for him. Cheeky bastard.
“I hope he wasn’t too difficult,” Ajax continued while his massage moved to more fully cup my breasts.
My nipples beaded in response, dying for his attention.
“He was trying to tell me something,” I said with a sigh. With a full stomach and now a warm bath that included a naked and flirty Ajax, it helped me to not be so sour about my brutal night with Az. “Something that I heard loud and clear. Lucifer is untouchable.”
Which made me feel even more like we weren’t going to make it out of this in one piece.
Ajax hummed, his warm breath against my ear making me shiver. “It’s an important lesson. I learned that one the hard way.”
I sighed, losing the ability to care about Lucifer and my problems.
But Ajax was still tense, even if his movements were aimed to give me relaxation and pleasure. His arousal was obvious, but something was definitely bothering him.
“Are you going to tell me what you were up to today?” I asked.
His hands swirled over my breasts, pausing just as his fingers brushed my nipples. Pleasure made my toes tingle. “Shade tricked me into going to visit my parents.”
I leaned my head back so I could peer up at him. “Your parents?”
He nodded. “Their statues at the graveyard, anyway. Emelyn is buried there, too.”
