Page 123 of The Gods Order

My gaze drifts over Amick as he flips through a random book. I know he’s simply not telling me every detail of the day because Creed and Kyzen are missing. He’s waiting for Creed to return and fill him in on the conversation he and Gladian had before he tells me about the day.

Riven, unable to sit still, runs his hands up and down my sides, humming happily. His fingers are a torturous mix between ticklish and teasing.

They’re so different, yet so similar. My lips curve.

Gods, I fucking love them. I love everything about all four of them.

Especially the fact that they’re all mine.

My girls’ day definitely brought me some much-needed relaxation time, but this right here is a dream. Just to be able to sit with my men, stare at them, and indulge in their presence means so much to me.

I plan to fully enjoy this blissful moment.

Hopefully, my other two arrive back home in time.

“Hey,” Riven groans as I push myself off his lap and drop my blanket at his feet.

I let out a small chuckle as I take a few strides through the kitchen, then tug my shirt over my head. My swimsuit top goes next.

Behind me, the couch creaks, but no footsteps follow.

As I reach my hall, I turn and face them. A damn shiver tries to slide down my spine as my gaze travels over the two of them standing shoulder to shoulder with each other but not following me along.

“What are you two waiting for?” I ask.

They glance at one another.

“Your permission,” Amick says and I arch a brow.

“You both always have my permission. What makes right now different?” I ask, then my smile grows as understanding completely dawns on me.

Fuck. Their care and consideration about my well-being make them even sexier.

“I had a few drinks, but not enough to impair me in any sort of way. I’m fully coherent and now even more turned on. Would either of you—preferably both of you—like to help with that or shall I help myself?”

Again, they glance at each other.

“Help,” they answer together, and my eyes flare as they march toward me.

Fuck me. Seriously.

My arms and legs wrap around Riven as he reaches me first and grabs two handfuls of my ass. Our lips lock together and we crash through my door not a moment later.

“You’re going to fuck my face today, angel,” he groans against my mouth. “I’ve been dreaming about it and I’m not waiting any longer to experience it.”

A desperate moan tears through my throat as he lays me back on the bed. Amick, the gentleman, unties my swimsuit bottoms for me. He no doubt purposely drags them from between my legs nice and slow, creating just enough friction to make me squirm.

“You heard him, Mysenta. Take your seat.”

Valories help me.

I don’t have nearly the reservations about this like I did when Creed surprised me. My thighs straddle Riven’s face, and I lower myself.

He wraps his arms around my legs and snatches me down as though I was taking too long giving him what he demanded. The second he runs his tongue the entire length of my pussy, damn heat blazes underneath my skin. It becomes even hotter when Amick grabs my hips and moves my body for me.

The low moans vibrating in the back of Riven’s throat have my fucking thighs shaking. He obviously loves the fact I’m grinding against his face.

“Riven. Riven,” I pant as the fire inside of me spreads from my belly to my toes.