Page 55 of The Gods Order

“How was he able to talk Creed into this? I thought we all were ready for bed?” she asks.

“He didn’t talk him into it. He wore him down, then pulled out his signature line.”

“Which is?”

“It’ll make my angel so happy,” I say, and she tosses her head back, laughing.

It’s a soul-stopping sight.

“Well, at least it’s true. I do love cookies.”

“Yeah, he knows that.” I chuckle, then lean down and kiss her bare thigh. “How was your shower?”

“Lonely,” she says as she runs her nails across my scalp.

“You asked to take one alone, you know.”

“Ugh, I know. It was a ridiculous request,” she says, then a sigh slips through her lips as I lean my head into her lap and wrap my arms around her.

The longer I sit here holding her, the ticking of the timekeeper tattooed on my heart steadies and the more content my soul grows. Hers matches my strokes, and I bask in this feeling. I could live my life just wrapped in her arms.

“You want to talk about anything?” I ask after a few minutes of her being silent.

“Nope. I just want to enjoy this moment. Sort of thought I’d be enjoying something other than this when I got out of the shower, but this is nice as well.”

I don’t miss a thing about what she doesn’t say.

She doesn’t have to say it.

I’ve been patiently waiting for her permission.

I hum and lay another kiss to her skin. Her breath hitches the slightest bit, and my teeth graze her thigh as a smile splits across my mouth.

Yep, that’s exactly what I thought.

My fingers trail up the back of her calves as I pick my head up and glance at her. I find her already staring at me.

“What did you think you’d be enjoying, little goddess?” Her eyes flare at my low question.

“My men,” she whispers.

“All your men are right here.”

She puckers her lips.

“You know what I mean.”

“I’m not sure I do.” I bite back the smirk attempting to stretch across my mouth from the sassy scowl she gives me. “There is something I’d enjoy far more than cookies right now, though.”

“What’s that?” she asks breathily, peeking down at my hands as I slowly trace them up her thighs.

Her legs twitch and part an inch more just as my thumbs skim beneath the hem of her shirt. A quiet whimper spills from her throat as I drag my hands away from where she wants them.

I don’t bother hiding my pleased smile this time.

One by one, I grip her ankles and place her feet in my lap. Slow and purposeful, I push her knees open a little more. The baby-blue underwear she has on doesn’t hide the outline of her perfect pussy.

“I want you to sit right here, quiet and still. I’m going to enjoy eating you out while my brothers are none the wiser until you’re coming on my tongue.”