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"Avie, you don't—" he rasped.
"Yes she does, shut the fuck up," Taj growled. I wondered if anyone else could hear the sharp pain in his voice.
I pressed a feather-light kiss to X's lips, avoiding the cut at the middle of his bottom lip. Fuck, was there anywhere hehadn'tbled?
"I love you," I choked out, blinking back tears. "So fucking much. Whatever you need, it's yours. I'm yours."
I was too rattled to be proud of how open I was being about my emotions.
X ducked his head and bowed over himself, love slamming into my soul through the bond. I didn't realise he was crying until a tear dripped off the end of his nose. It took me another moment to realise he was looking at the wordunlovablescarred into his thigh.
I caught his chin with a crooked finger, lifting his face until he met my eyes. "You arenotunlovable. I love every single part of you, X Sinclair. Every part."
"We do, too," Joseph input gruffly, my big softie reaper watching us with teary eyes. "It's a different kind of love, but—you know we do, right? You're circle, you're one of us."
X sniffled again, a reedy whine in his throat. "You shouldn't love me. I'm a bad person."
"You're fucking not," Taj growled.
"You're not," I insisted, softer, kissing X's forehead.
"I hurt people. I kill people."
"So do I. So do all of us. If you're a bad person, weallare, and why should that make you unlovable?"
X blinked fast, tears gathering on his long lashes. "You really—?"
"I love you," I promised him, and maybe it was because I'd eased some of my fear by telling Arkan and then Taj and Joseph, but the whole truth spilled out. "I have since I saw you dance, and then I loved you more when you followed me to the training hall. Stubborn, protective bastard," I teased, drawing a flicker of a smile.
I pressed his hand to my pussy; he groaned when his fingers slid through wetness. I was still drenched from being with Taj earlier, and X's lust magic filled the whole castle, throbbing around us.
I kept my knuckle under his chin, keeping his gaze on mine as his fingers began to move, letting him see the flash of arousal darken my eyes, letting him watch every gasp and groan play across my face.
"I missed you," I whispered, unable to say it any louder without breaking into sobs. "Everything's fucked up without you. We need you. And we love you so damn much."
X's bottom lip wobbled, but he nodded, his fingers beginning to move with more confidence. The tiny dip of his head was in pure defiance of the words carved into his body. "I love you, too. Is this—is this real?"
"It's real," a voice rough with raw emotion replied before I could, and I glanced up to find Arkan in the doorway, his arms full of supplies and his eyes lined with silver.
"I realise this is probably awkward," I said, swallowing the emotion in my throat, "because X has his fingers in my pussy, but I think we could all use a group hug right now."
Taj laughed weakly. "We've all had our fingers in your pussy; why would it be awkward?"
X let out an abrupt sniffle-laugh. He pressed two fingers inside me and leaned forward to kiss me—gentle, tentative. Probably more because I'd be upset if he hurt himself than any consideration for his own pain. I leashed my desire, but lust tore through me like a fire and I groaned as the others crammed into the shower. There was no way Joseph could fit, but he stood as close as he could get, a big hand on each of us.
Arkan's arm wrapped around my left side, Taj gripped my right hip, and X was hugged between us all.
With how much of his magic filled the room, and how desperate I was to come, to heal him, my orgasm grew close, fast. I knew he'd need more, and for some reason the giant orgy in the castle wasn't healing his wounds. If he was too weak to control his magic, there was more damage than just the surface level wounds we could see.
X whined, his breaths coming in sharp, rapid pants as ifhewas the one about to come. Frustration spiked through his soul; he wanted to touch me harder, faster, but his fingers wouldn’t comply.
"Fuck," I groaned, so close, and now I was the frustrated one, reaching between us to help him and—
I gasped when a hand shot out, holding mine captive.
"You'll take what X gives you," Arkan said with a hint of foreboding. He met my gaze, held eye contact, and his hand tightened around my fingers.
X gasped as need wrung my body so hard my hips bucked, his magic no longer just wrapped around me but pressing against my pussy, stroking my clit while X's actual fingers curled inside me. A muscle throbbed in his forehead, my stubborn incubus determined to make me come hard even if it hurt him.
