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Hardin’s blue eyes darken, and he stalks toward me. “You want to take a bite out of my ass, Rosalind?”
God, yes, I do. It’s been too long since we’ve had sex. Sure, I orgasmed with Cohen this morning, but that doesn’t mean that I don’t want Hardin, too. Fuck. I actually want all of them. So damn bad.
But I’m not going to admit that here in front of all five boys and an umbra demon, who has shifted into his fox form and is sniffing around the forest. I wasn’t sure if I should let him do that. I mean, I don’t really know what having a demon bound to me means, but Cohen had seemed unconcerned. “He’ll come back. Even if he’s gone for days. That’s what being bound to you means.”
I have to admit, I’m not sure I like the idea of having something with its own thoughts and feelings tied to me in that way. I wonder if there is a way for me to let him go, unbind him, so that he can just be in this world without me. Regardless, I’ve decided to let him stay in his physical form for as long as he wants to be. If he wants to join, merge, fuse or whatever you want to call it with me again, I’ll let him make the choice.
But I won’t force it, even if Cohen says I should.
To avoid Hardin’s sexy as fuck smirk and his knowing gaze, I look away. “I’m hungry. We should go back to the house and eat.”
Ezra is by my side in an instant, arm curled around my waist. “Yeah, you didn’t eat anything this morning. Let’s get you fed.”
He urges me back through the trees and into the house, where he lifts me onto a counter in the kitchen, and starts making me lunch. Or I guess maybe he’s making everyone lunch. I don’t actually know.
I’m aware of the others following, joining us. Gideon opens the fridge and pulls out drinks for everyone but Cohen. He even offers a bottle of water to Kohaku. As he hands me a limoncello flavored seltzer, Gideon presses a kiss to my mouth, lingering on my lips in a way that tells me he’s interested in more. So much more, but now is not the time.
Cohen seems unconcerned by the slight. Just rolls his eyes and grabs a drink for himself, before plopping onto a stool at the island. “We need to get you guys over your blockages with magic. The sooner you can push through them, the better.”
I’m sitting on the counter, facing all of them so I see the way the four witches tense, the way anger flickers over each of their faces. Again, Cohen doesn’t seem the least bit bothered. He’s okay with being the bad guy, if he’s telling hard truths. “You want to protect Rosalind? Then you need to get over yourselves. We all need to be as powerful as we can be in order to help her.”
Kohaku, in his more human form, moves into the space between me and the other guys, his six tails swiping through the air almost in agitation. I don’t know if he’s sensing an impending fight, or if he just wants to be closer to me. Either way, I welcome his closeness. Something in me preens at it, enjoys having him near me.
Must be the bond.
Yeah, I really need to talk to him about that and get a better understanding of what exactly it means. The last thing I want is the word ‘bond’ to actually mean ‘slavery’ and I don’t want him to grow to resent me, because I forced him into this.
Even if he said he fought for the right to bind to me. That could just be that he wanted to get out of his formless state. I can’t blame him for that, not in the slightest. I don’t think I’d like to be a formless mass just drifting around. But then again, I’ve never been in that state, so maybe it’s nice. Like being in a deprivation tank.
When I’d asked him to be a kitsune, I’d been thinking of the fox form, and I’m curious why he’d went with a more human form first. But maybe it’s simply because he wanted to be able to speak to me.
Like he can hear my thoughts, Kohaku twists his head and meets my eyes. A zing travels through me, and his full lips pull into a small smile. Maybe he can hear my thoughts. Maybe he knows that I’m thinking about him and all the questions I want to ask him.
I will answer any of your questions, my little warrior.
My gasp draws the attention of the other five males in the room, stopping whatever argument they’d been having in its tracks. But I don’t pay them any mind.
“You can read my thoughts?” I ask out loud, because I want to be sure he can hear it.
Kohaku inclines his head. “I can.” Something must show on my face that says I don’t like that idea, because he hurries to reassure me. “I can see thoughts you direct at me. Such as when you are thinking about me, as you were just doing.”
“And what, pray tell, was she thinking?” Cohen’s tone is suggestive, like he thinks I was pondering what it would feel like to fuck a kitsune. But he couldn’t be farther from the truth.
Kohaku eyes me, like he’s waiting for me to give my consent to share my thoughts with the others. I nod and he turns back to face them, one of his soft tails curls loosely around my calf. “She was thinking that she doesn’t want me to resent her, and she is worried that our bond is akin to slavery. That I am required to do as she wishes, even if it goes against my own. She would like for me to have as much freedom as possible.”
I shift on the counter, uncomfortable with the number of eyes on me. Cohen blows out a breath. “Well, that is definitely not what I was thinking.”
“Yeah, your tone made that abundantly clear,” Gideon growls at him.
Cohen lifts a shoulder. “Look, Kohaku is sexy as hell. Even I’m curious what sex with him would be like. I just assumed that wildcard would think the same thing.”
I roll my eyes. “Not everyone is as obsessed with sex as you, Cohen.” But now that he’s said it, I’m imagining having sex with the kitsune. He’s so big that I’d feel so small with him over me. I wonder how soft his ears and tails are, if he would like them petted while he’s inside-
A low growl rumbles through the kitchen, and I blink the image of sex with Kohaku away. My face heats to extreme levels as I realize that I’d likely just projected that entire scene directly into his head.
“You’re thinking about it now, aren’t you?” Hardin says, and surprisingly, he doesn’t sound upset by the idea.
I shake my head too quickly. “No. Nope. I’m not. I definitely was not thinking about that. It was like Kohaku said, just thinking about the effect of the bond, and wanting to make sure he’s okay with it.”
