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Chapter 10
Wynn
Iwas woken from adead sleep by the most heavenly scent. Thinking it was Piper, I sat up from my bed, prepared to give her one of my devilishly wicked smiles.
"Rayne?" My smile dropped upon seeing the redhead bolt through the basement like hell was on his heels. "Why do you smell like...?" I didn't get a chance to get the words out before he slammed the door of the basement bathroom. The shower turned on next, further perturbing me.
Fully awake now, I threw my legs over the side of my bed and walked over to the shower door. I leaned against the wall and waited for Rayne to finish.
The rest of my brothers were still sound asleep. How they could be with that tantalizing scent Rayne dragged into our sanctuary was beyond me. Even Antoine who was far more observant than the rest of us had slept through it... or at least they were pretending to do so.
I had to wait a few more moments before Rayne came out of the bathroom with a towel around his waist and rubbing his wet hair with another one. He shoved his clothes into my hands with a growl.
"Burn them," he said before marching his way over to his bed.
Now that I had his clothing in my hands, the scent was even stronger. Before I could help myself, I leaned down and gave them a big sniff. Wow. That was some potent stuff.
I watched with growing amusement as he bent to retrieve the clothes he left in here for emergencies. "What's wrong with you?"
"I don't want to talk about it," Rayne grumbled as he pulled a new shirt over his head.
I held up his old clothes in my hand with a smirk. "Well, obviously it has to do with our sexy little maid or you wouldn't smell like her so." I collapsed on the bed beside him still clutching his clothes and chuckled. "Were you being naughty?"
Rayne froze, then turned his head to me where I held his clothes. "I said burn those, not rub them all over my bed." He jerked up off his bed and began stripping the sheets without waiting for me to get up.
I stood, not wanting to end up on the floor and held the clothes close to me. "Oh, I do think you were doing something utterly delicious. Tell me, did you sneak another taste?"
"No."
The bite to his voice only further amused me. I lifted the clothes to my nose once more and inhaled. With a sigh, I rubbed the fabric against my cheek. "Well, whatever you did, I've never smelled her so enticing before."
He muttered something so low that even I couldn’t hear it.
"What was that?" My brows lifted and I paused in my rubbing. "I didn't quite catch it."
"She's on her period," he snapped before flinging the sheets at me. They covered my head before I could catch them in my stupefied state.
The mattress squeaked as Rayne laid down. I pulled the cover from my face and dropped it to the ground with a dry look. "What does that matter? We've been around human women on their cycles before."
"Not like this." He let out a bitter laugh. His eyes had a dark desire in them that I'd never seen on his face before. "The things I wanted to do to her..." He shuddered and hugged his arms around his chest. "What was worse were the thoughts running through her head." I arched a brow at that. "She wanted me to do those things to her, Wynn, wanted me to throw her on the island and bury my face between her thighs."
Jealousy and want flared inside of me. "Then why didn't you?"
Rayne turned his head away. "It wouldn't have been right, and besides, Darren interrupted us."
I barked a laugh. "Cockblocked by our own servant. Tragic."
"Oh, yeah. Laugh it up." Rayne waved a hand at me. "Just wait until you get a whiff. You won't be able to help yourself either."
I hummed. "Perhaps, perhaps not.” I beamed at him gleefully. "However, the difference between us is I don't hold myself back. If I want something, I take it."
Rayne snorted. "That's why you haven't fucked her yet then? You must not want her very much with how much you’re holding back."
My nostrils flared. "Oh, I want her. I just know patience." I eyed the clothing in my hand with a searching look. "I know a flower as delicate and temperamental as Piper has to be wooed slowly, or she'll regret it the instant it happens and will be out the door before you can get your cock out of her."
"Ugh, God, that's what I want to hear in the middle of the day." Drake groaned from his bed and rolled over to face us. "Stop talking about your dick and go to sleep. Some of us need our beauty rest."
"Forgive me from depriving you of that,” I snarked back. “We all know how much you need it." A pillow came flying by my face a moment later, and I chuckled in response. "Your aim could use some improvement as well."
