“That I am yours?” I guessed slowly, and he shivered merely from hearing me whisper the words.
“Andareyou mine?”
“Yes,” I answered without hesitation, and I could feel the reaction in his body. I could feel the pure intensity that was almost pulsing off of him. And I had the sense that if we were not in public, he might have kissed me.
“Would it bother you? If I really was able to use your Ktínos senses?” I asked nervously.
“No,” he assured me right away, and I gave a sigh of relief at his sincerity. “As long as you were not disgusted by them, then I could never be bothered by this ability. Not when it allows me to share something with you that you can use to protect yourself,” he added.
I leaned my head against his chest briefly with a smile but quickly raised it again to keep an eye on our path on the dance floor. Orion trusted me not to let him crash into any of the other couples, and I would not let him down.
“You hated that I could use Riordan’s power. And after Balor told us about my abilities, you were hesitant about them again. I just wanted to check,” I explained.
“Iwashesitant,” he admitted before his lips brushed my forehead. “The idea of anyone ever claiming anything of me that I did not expressly wish to give…” he trailed off and clenched me again. “But it did not take me long to realize that I do not feel that way about you,” he added reassuringly. “There is no part of me that I do not wish for you and Riordan both to have. Even if I am still so deeply ashamed of some of those pieces,” he added softly.
“I feel the same way,” I told him, and Orion released a deep exhale as he pressed a kiss to the top of my head.
“Good. Then if you do not object… I would like to spend the night with you and Riordan again.”
I was not sure what Orion had in mind, whether he meant to merely sleep in the bed with us again or if he wanted something more. But either way, my body was vibrating with excitement as we all reached the apartment.
Riordan closed the door behind Orion, and I could feel his anticipation almost as keenly as my own even when he was trying to conceal it. I decided to act normally and approached Riordan to begin our custom of undressing one another. Unlike the other men who had been wearing the customary robes of the elite, Riordan wore some of his leather armour. It occurred to me now that he might have done that so Orion’s forearm guards did not look so out of place at the party. But regardless of what he was wearing, removing his clothing was always one of my favourite parts of my day. Riordan was utter perfection, and I never passed up an opportunity to touch him.
I felt Orion’s attention on us, and I could tell Riordan was meeting his eyes over my head. But I hadn’t expected the Ktínos to move things along so quickly as he stepped up behind me. I watched his hands rising on either side of me to help with all the buckles and laces.
“May I?” he asked in my ear, and I nodded, easing out of the way so he could take over. “I used to help him,” Orion told me as he resumed undressing our king who watched him with undisguised hunger. “But I could never do anything more. I alwayslongedto do more.”
I reached behind me, my trembling fingers finding the edge of the bed without taking my eyes off them, and I sat to watch Orion uncover Riordan’s broad chest. There was part of me that still feared that the belief in monogamy might be too deeply ingrained in me. And even if I didn’tthinkthat I would be jealous, Iwouldbe in this moment. Riordan would feel it and might refuse to engage Orion. Then Orion would be alone, and it would be my fault.
But watching Orion finally touch Riordan put all those little fears quickly to rest. Seeing his hands on my mate sparkedsomething so unexpectedly hot in my lower belly that I was stunned. I watched his calloused and scarred hands like I was starving to see them on every powerful inch of Riordan’s beautiful body.
“I always wanted to be allowed to touch you like this,” Orion whispered to Riordan whose chest was heaving. Even my breathing had deepened, and I wasn’t even the one who was being touched. I watched Orion’s fingers hungrily as they trailed achingly slow down each muscle in Riordan’s rippling abdominals.
“Do you still want me to touch you? Despite knowing about my… past,” Orion asked him in a near whisper.
“Yes,” Riordan assured him. “I want all of you, Orion. Every part of you that you will give me.”
Orion nodded as his fingers slid more decisively into the top of Riordan’s kilt to grip. He gave an authoritative tug as he raised his head to meet Riordan’s eyes.
“And will you give me all of you in return?”
“You already have me.Us,” Riordan added as his eyes found mine pointedly. Considering how sensitive he was about my comfort, I realized he was probably monitoring me closely via our bond while Orion was touching him. He knew that my mind had been put at ease, and my body was now aching for more. “Just tell us what you want from each of us tonight. We are both ready, but we will be patient for whatever you need,” Riordan assured Orion.
Orion hesitated in consideration while his eyes dipped down Riordan’s body, and then he glanced over at me.
“Right now, I really just want to make you feel good,” he finally admitted to Riordan, and his hand tightened on the kilt again. “Will you let me… I want to taste you.”
Riordan inhaled sharply with the same excitement that coursed through me at the thought.
“Can I… Is it alright if I… watch you?” I asked them, my cheeks flushing with embarrassment until Orion cast a devious smile over his shoulder.
“You are next, little witch, so do not go anywhere.”
Riordan reached up and gripped Orion at the back of his neck to reclaim his attention while my heart thumped at Orion’s thrilling promise. The staccato only grew more chaotic as Riordan pushed Orion down to the floor on his knees in front of him. That authoritative command always made me melt into a puddle for my mate, and it clearly had the same effect on Orion.
The Ktínos raised his other hand, his eyes now locked on Riordan’s as he unlaced the front of the king’s kilt until it unravelled from his hips. Leaving my gorgeous mate gloriously naked and very clearly aroused.
“Gods, Iknewyou would be fucking magnificent,” Orion groaned as he reached up for Riordan. My thighs clenched together at the familiar hiss of pleasure from my king when Orion gave him a firm stroke. And then I had to resist unleashing my own groan when Orion sat up to tease his tongue around the head of Riordan’s cock.
