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“You can’t let outside things get to you when you’re in the ring,” I admonish gently. “It’ll get you hurt.”
Athena raises an eyebrow. “I don’t think you’re all here either,” she points out. “I landed a hit earlier that I know you could have blocked.”
Guilty.“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I tell her with a smirk, raising my gloves and circling her. “Come on, let’s go through it again.”
I can tell she’s redoubling her efforts after that, doing her best to focus and give it her all. Her movements are a bit more sluggish today, which I can hardly fault—last night was a workout in and of itself. Still, it’s not just formal fights that she needs to be prepared for. Pixie could appear again at any moment, not to mention whoever else our fathers decide to send after her, or us. We all need to be ready, and it doesn’t matter if we all spent the night before fucking ourselves blind. Whoever comes after us won’t give a shit.
I know Athena knows that, though, so I don’t chastise her again. Instead we get through the rest of our workout, and when we’re finally done, it’s dark outside.
Athena glances at the window, and then back at me. “Let’s shower here,” she says suddenly. “And then let’s go for a ride. I don’t want to go back to the house just yet.”
A thrill runs through me at the thought of her in the shower with me, and she must have caught sight of the expression on my face because she immediately laughs.
“I didn’t mean showertogether,” Athena says, smirking at me. “Unless—”
“Unless what?” My heart leaps instantly at the thought of her under the spray in the locker room shower, soap sliding down the curve of her breasts, her hair wet and clinging to her skin.
Fuck. I’m going to get an erection standing here, and then she’ll really give me shit about it.
“I don’t think I’m up for—you know.” Athena flushes, and I know she’s thinking of last night. I am too, and yesterday, and damn near every time I’ve ever touched her or seen her naked. It’s an impossible fucking thing to forget.
“I’ll be a gentleman.” I raise my hand, grinning at her. “I won’t even touch you, unless you want me to.”
Athena raises an eyebrow, doing her best to look suspicious, but I can see something vulnerable in her face. I know she’s hesitant to trust, and the fact that she’s given any of us as much as she has, after all the missteps and mistakes that we’ve made, is a miracle.
I, for one, am going to spend the rest of my fucking life making up for the shit that I’ve done.
“Come on.” I jerk my head towards the locker rooms. “The gym is closed now, no one else is going to come in. We have the place to ourselves. And I promise, scouts honor. I’ll be a gentleman.”
“You were never a boy scout.” Athena laughs, but she follows me into the guys’ locker room. I can’t keep my eyes off of her as she starts to strip down. She’s perfect in every way that I can imagine, and I let myself look at her for a moment, admiring the muscle that she’s put on since we started training together, the breasts that fill my hands so perfectly, her slender hips and the fall of her dark hair that I love to run my hands through. Her skin is still marked from last night, her breasts and thighs and ass covered in marks and welts from the flogger and cane and belt, her hips bruised from Cayde’s hands and her lip slightly purple where Dean and Cayde bit her. The marks they left are still there too, dark on the side of her throat, the teeth marks slightly scabbed over. Anyone who saw her even clothed would know what she’d been doing, and I know that was the whole point. Everyone on campus knows who Athena Saint belongs to, but Dean and Cayde needed to leave even more proof of it.
I don’t think anyone knows that I’ve taken my spot by her side too, other than the four of us. But I don’t fucking care. I don’t need to announce it to the world that she’s mine. The only person who matters, as far as I’m concerned, is standing right here.
I keep my word and my distance as we get in the shower, passing her the soap and making sure not to brush up against her, even casually. But I can feel her eyes on me too, and that the heat in the room isn’t just because of the steam wreathing around us from the water.
Athena tips her head back under the spray, letting it run over her hair, and I let my eyes flick to her breasts, where soap bubbles are clinging to her nipples and suds are running down her skin. She’s so fucking beautiful, and even if being with her means sharing her, I can’t believe that I get to have any part of her at all.
She opens her eyes, and they lock with mine. I flush, knowing I’m caught, but she just grins.
“What are you looking at?” Athena asks, her voice soft and almost sultry, and I smirk at her.
“You,” I tell her bluntly. “You’re so fucking gorgeous, I don’t know how anyone could ever take their eyes off of you.”
“Oh?” She moves forward suddenly, and I take a step back, remembering my promise. It puts my back up against the wall, the tile cool against my overheated skin, and Athena keeps coming, until she’s suddenly pressed up against me, her soft wet breasts against my chest as she tilts her head up, going up on her tiptoes.
“You promised not to touch me,” she whispers. “I didn’t promise anything.”
I can’t fucking think. My heart is pounding in my chest, my cock swelling instantly, and when Athena reaches down and grabs my wrists in each of her hands, raising my arms up as high as she can reach and pinning them to the tile, my cock instantly gets so hard that I think it might break off.
“Mm.” She arches against me, pressing my erection tightly between us, between the soft flesh of her belly and my muscled abdomen, rocking forward so that the swelling head rubs against her. “You feel good,” she whispers.
And then she kisses me.
Fuck, no one kisses like Athena. And she’s never kissed me like this. She holds me there, pinned to the wall, her hands gripping me with surprising strength as her tongue runs along my lower lip, pushing into my mouth, her teeth nipping at me as she kisses me hard and hot and fierce, and I don’t think I’ve ever been harder in my life. She feels soft and firm all at once, silky skin with muscle just beneath it, hot and wet, just like her pussy wrapped around me. I want to fuck her more than I want to breathe, and I also want to stay just like this, with her holding me against the wall and kissing me like she could never get enough of her mouth.
“You’re the only one who’s just like me,” she whispers. “The only one I trust completely. If I’d had a choice—” her words are warm against my lips, her breath soft. “It would have been us. But we’re past that now, you know that, right? It’s all of us or nothing. And—” she breathes in shakily, still half-kissing me, her mouth brushing mine. “I love them too, for different reasons. But nothing is like it is with you.”
I look down at her, having a hard time thinking through the fog of lust she’s roused in me, my cock hard and throbbing between us. “Why are you telling me this?” I manage to choke out, wanting more than anything for her to keep going, to give me something, anything more. I know I’ve been this horny for her before, but fuck if I can remember when. And the last thing I want to hear right now is how much she loves someone else.
