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“Why can’t we just call it The Merge Two: Electric Boogaloo, like I want?” I grumbled as he set me down outside our door.
“Because we’ll have to live with it for eternity—or at least until balance is restored in the entire universe and the Celestial Realm gate opens up.” Righteous tapped my nose with one finger. “By the way, if anyone asks, I cheered you up.”
“You did?” I put my hands on my hips, giving him my best skeptical glare.
He put his hands on my hips, and his lips on mine, and for a few moments, blew all my cares away in a swirl of rose-scented passion.
I slumped against him when he tried to pull away. “Did Growly tell you I was sad?”
“No one had to tell me. I felt it.” He placed a hand over the feather-shaped mating mark on his arm. I felt an answering pulse of warmth in the feather he had given me, wrapped around my right nipple.
“Calm down, Esther,” I whispered to my boob.
“Are you all right now?” Ry asked gently. “You know it scares me when you shut down our connection.”
According to Ry and Mikhail, it was more than scary. It reminded them of the weeks when I was apart from them, and had almost died. Well, actually died. But I tried not to think about my vast history with all of the dying and being reborn.
“Sorry, yes. I had to cut you all off for just a little bit. Presh had secrets. Girl talk,” I specified when Righteous’s bright golden eyes narrowed. He curled those impossibly beautiful lips in a suspicious smirk. I jumped up and kissed him one more time before rushing inside.
Other than Righteous and me, the house was empty. I picked up faint traces of music from Gavriel—who was most likely in his music room out the back—along with a feeling of dissatisfaction from Rumple, and a deep current of worry from Mikhail.
I sent out a thought that I needed them.
None of them replied.
What the actual fudgesicle?Was this what people meant when they said the bloom had gone off the rose? Or was it the shine off the apple? No, wait, when the lube was off the tentacle dildo.
Whatever, ithurt.
They thought they could ignore me?I closed my eyes, grabbed the cords that stretched between us all with mental fists of fury, and sent a shouted mental command down the lines to all my mates as I also yelled the words, “HAREM, ASSEMBLE!”
I heard shouts, squawks, what might have been a kazoo, and Righteous next to me, rolling around on the floor and holding his head like I’d shouted right into his ear…Wait.I had done that. “Sorry, Ry.”
He gave a weak thumbs-up and was almost back on his feet when the others barreled into the front room.
“Sweet soul, what happened?” In a second, Mikhail had me in his arms, his scarred hands running up and down my body, checking for injuries. His hands were warm and smelled slightly of bread dough. He’d been baking again. Yum.
I went limp as he ran those sensitive, muscular fingers up and over the tips of my wings, cataloging every feather and sending quivers of desire to my lady parts. Double yum.
“Are you hurt, beloved?”
“Maybe. Check some more. Check a little lower,” I whimpered, as Gavriel reached around and grasped my chin in one hand, angling my face to his.
“She’s not hurt, Mik. She’s just being a brat.” Gavriel’s blue and gold eyes bored into mine with a promise of future punishment.
My lady bits did an invisible fist pump.
“Little Sacrifice, you called?” Rumple’s velvety-smooth voice emerged from the doorway. “It’s not the best time.” It wasn’t his words, but his thoughts that had us all turning to examine him.
In his hand, he had something small and golden… and melted.
“What isthat?” Righteous gasped.
Gavriel stepped closer. “Who did that?”
“Oh shizzcrickets,” I whispered as Rumple held up what was unmistakably the naming chime.
It had been a golden, clapperless bell, small enough to fit in the palm of my hand. Powerful enough that Mikhail had used it to create everything in the Limen, using the energy that Imriel, the leader of the Celestial Realm, had somehow managed to push through the barrier between realms to us.
