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All of the above.
I pull the covers up to Chloe’s chin and smooth them down around her shoulders, then head downstairs. The guys are all in the living room, and I’m hit with so many feelings when I see them that I freeze for a moment, not really sure what I’m doing here.
Yes, I’m grateful to them. Beyond grateful. They’ve done so much for me, all together and each of them individually. But I still never expected to develop feelings like this. Forallof them.
“Hey there, princess,” Dante greets me with a lazy, sexy-as-fuck smile that reminds me of the first time I saw him. The first time I slept with him. Maddoc’s gaze is just as intense as the first time I methim, too… but there’s so much more behind it now. And Logan?
I shiver as his pale eyes meet mine, but it’s not with the fear that filled me when they first brought me here. Just like with his brothers, my feelings about Logan are… well, it’s just hard to believe how much everything has changed in such a short time. How far we’ve all come.
And how much it hurts to know that my time with them will be over soon.
I take a breath and smile, because now is not the time for that kind of pain. Not while I’m still here. Not while I still have them. And suddenly, I’m thinking of that meeting we had with The Six. Of how one of the women there—the beautiful, dark-haired one who was missing part of her arm—seemed to have feelings for three different men in the panel who faced us.
No, more than justfeelings. It looked a lot like all four of them were in an actual relationship, a kind of relationship that I never would have imagined working, much less wanting, before seeing how the four of them interacted… and before meeting Maddoc, Dante, and Logan myself.
These men,mymen, are as close as brothers. They must know how I feel, and the way they’re looking at me, I can’t doubt howtheyfeel. So maybe I’m not the weird one. Maybe none of us are. Maybe it’s totally okay to have had sexual experiences, to have developed feelings, for all three of these Reapers.
And maybe I should use the limited time Idostill have with them to do something about that
I go to Dante first, wrapping my hand around the back of his neck and pulling him toward me. Kissing him like he’s the air I need as he wraps those big, inked-up arms around me and turns it into something just as sweet and dirty as every other time we’ve come together.
When we come up for air, he lets me go with an easy grin, and I turn to Maddoc.
He likes to dominate. Likes to be in charge. But right now, he lets me take the lead as I cross the room to him and tug his face down to meet mine.
Our lips meet, and his taste is fucking intoxicating. Even though he waited for me to come to him, now that I’m here, hedoestake charge. He takes my breath away, kissing me like everything we’ve done together, everything we’ve shared, has meant just as much to him as it’s meant to me.
Of the three of them, it took me the longest to find my way with Logan, but now that I have, I want him just as much as the other two… but still have just the slightest hint of uncertainty when it comes to the unpredictable way he’s reacted to me in the past.
And yet, when I go to him and then hesitate for a split second, he doesn’t. He palms the back of my head, his lips tipping up in the faintest hint of a smile—the kind no one who wasn’t looking for it would even notice—and kisses me. I mean,kissesme. As if everything that he keeps in check, the controlled way he moves through the world, is all containing an inferno of passion. An inferno that he unleashes on me the moment our lips touch.
When we break apart, my head is spinning.
And then it spins just a little bit more when that secretive hint of a smile from before spreads to a real one.
“Riley,” he says softly, turning my name into a caress.
“Our princess,” Dante says, holding a hand out.
Logan gives me a little push, and I move back toward Dante, taking his outstretched hand and letting him tug me onto his lap.
A hot thrill goes through me. This time, he handles me like he owns me, and his thick thighs—all hard muscle and seductive strength—bunch and flex under my ass as he positions me how he wants me, tangles one hand in the back of my hair and grips my jaw with the other one, and kisses me again. Taking control of this one until I’m panting into his mouth, clinging to his shoulders, and growing wet and ready for anything, everything, he wants to give me.
The kiss threatens to scorch me from the inside out, but when it ends, the hot challenge in his eyes is even more arousing.
“What?” I whisper, wanting to lick away the smirk on his lips and drown in the warmth of his vibrant green gaze.
He traces my mouth with his finger, then drags it down my throat. “Kissing my brothers in front of me was sexy as fuck, princess. Pretty sure they each felt the same. But as much as I liked it, you know what I liked even better?”
Heat rushes through me, a tingling, electric sense of urgency that just goes to prove whatever he’s teasing me with now, I already want it.
Dante sees it on my face, because of course he does. This man has been able to read my emotions from the beginning. As ruthless and dangerous as he may be to the outside world, as hard as he can be around the edges, there’s a part of him that’s always connected with me on a level beyond that.
“Tell me,” I say breathlessly.
He grins, his expression so heated that my heart starts racing, my blood singing with anticipation for whatever comes next.
I’m not the only one. I can feel it. I’m the sole focus of all three of these powerful men, and as Dante’s finger dips lower, tugging the loose collar of my shirt down and running across my collarbone, then down between my breasts, Logan and Maddoc come closer, surrounding me.
