Page 83 of Demon Kept


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“I missed you guys.”

“Are you tired?” Turik asked.

“Nope. A little restless from sitting so long without you guys.” I held his hand. “How did it go looking for supplies? Find anything good?”

He glanced at Vorx, who slowly smirked at me. A bolt of need flared in my middle at the heat in his gaze.

“Does that mean you’re not going to tell me?” I asked.

“We will show you when we get home,” Turik said.

I walked with them to the house, anticipation filling me.

The moment I opened the door, the scent of roasted meat and vegetables hit me, and my stomach growled.

“Did you guys cook without me?” I asked while Vorx helped me out of my jacket.

“No,” Turik said. “We stopped at Julie’s for dinner when we returned so you could eat right away. We have a lot to do tonight.”

I looked between the pair, trying to figure out what was up.

“The suspense is killing me. What did you two find?”

Vorx’s arms closed around my torso, lifting me so he could kiss the back of my neck and palm a breast while his erection ground against my ass.

Grinning like an idiot, I hooked my arms around his neck and reveled in the feel of his mouth while he held me. Something thumped on the counter, snapping me out of the sexual haze slowly consuming me. I glanced at the box of chocolate cake mix and the gallon container of ice cream Turik had placed on the counter.

“You can have your cake and eat it,” Turik said.

“Every day for the rest of your life,” Vorx added, nibbling at the back of my neck.

My heart melted at their sweet gesture.

“You left to find cake and ice cream for me?”

“And something for us,” Vorx murmured, nipping my skin and arching into me.

“I like where this is going,” I said breathlessly.

My gaze locked with Turik, and I extended a hand to him. He closed the distance between us and kissed me hard. I wrapped my legs around his waist, loving both their attention.

Unfortunately, it ended too soon.

“Go upstairs and change,” Vorx said, releasing me and giving my backside a motivating swat.

Confused and more than a little curious, I hurried to the bedroom and found one of them had laid out some new clothes for me. The bra, if it could be called that since it was missing the cups, was a series of interwoven straps that would leave most of my breasts exposed. The bottoms were also missing material.

A slow smile curved my lips as I stared at the outfit and understood what their gifts meant. They wanted me to know I could have it all. I could keep the home I’d made with them, the feeling of safety, and have both of them in my life in any way I wanted.

They wouldn’t be disappointed if I chose not to wear the outfit. They would continue to love me on my terms. But I didn’t want that. I wanted them to love me on their terms, too.

I hurried to dress, and feeling sexy as hell, I sashayed my way to the kitchen.

Both fey watched me hungrily, ignoring the food they’d dished up while waiting for me. Lifting my arms, I executed a slow turn for them so they could see what they’d given me.

“Thank you for the clothes.”

“Thank you for wearing them,” Turik said, reaching out to run his fingers over my breasts.

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