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I should do right by all of them, but I didn’t know how. It wasn’t like I had much experience dealing with multiple partners.
Axel and I slowly disjoined. He gazed at me, heat still in his eyes.
“There’s no shame in feeding from us, Cookie,” he said, his knuckles tracing over my cheek. “It’s a privilege to provide for you.”
My eyes turned misty.
I wanted to cuddle with Axel, curling around his heat, especially after he’d just given me mind-bending pleasure, but I couldn’t ignore Héctor.
He needed my comfort after the scare I’d given him and after he’d battled a god.
I sat up, ready to jump out of the bed and run to him, but Héctor had reached the bedside in a heartbeat and scooped me up into his arms. Blood on his armor smeared on my naked body.
“Be careful with my mate!” Axel hissed.
Héctor ignored him and carried me to the bath chamber. I clung to him, kissing the line of his hard jaw.
“Are they all okay—Zak and...?” I asked, peering into his darkened eyes.
“They’re regenerating in the family room,” Héctor said.
I’d check on them after I tended to Héctor.
“My men are guarding the perimeter,” he said over my uneasy look. “Quit worrying, lamb. I won’t let you be taken again.”
But his men couldn’t stop a god if he was coming.
“Ares won’t be coming,” he added.
My heart skipped a beat. “Did you kill him?”
“That fucker is impossible to kill.” He laughed without humor. “But we wounded him. It’ll take a couple of hours for him to regenerate. He won’t gain much fighting all of us again, and we made sure to remind him of that today.”
“I’ll watch the house,” Axel said, heading toward the door in full armor. He’d used magic to dress. “No one will get past the ward.”
Héctor carted me into the spacious bathroom. He put me on a counter and went to turn on the shower. He didn’t use the bathtub in the center of the room but the shower stall at the corner.
His armor dropped from his magnificent body, and he stepped into the stall.
If we’d been alone, he would have let me wait in bed for him in a situation like this, but with all the demigods in the house, I understood his need to grab me first before someone else did.
Water poured onto his muscled body, washing away the blood coating his bronze skin. His every line was hard, toned for battle. His wounds were already sealing and his flesh knitting back together.
I jumped off the counter and stalked toward him.
His sapphire eyes became hooded as he dipped his heated gaze from my face, to my breasts, then the valley between my thighs.
My breasts bounced a little, my hips swayed, and my glance flicked between his eyes and his massive erection.
My heart pounded as I approached him, getting closer with every pace, then I was inside the stall with him.
“I’ll join you and take care of you after I clean up myself, lamb,” he said, his gaze glued to my pussy. “Be patient.”
“There’s no such thing as patience,” I said dismissively, heat underlying my voice.
I didn’t want to separate from him for one second. I didn’t want any space between us at any given time.
“Let me tend to you and wash you,” I said.
