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He shakes his head, refusing to agree with me.
“No, listen to me. If you're right about that fae, then you never killed him. My mother did,” I tell him.
ChapterForty-Four
Lycus Wraith
Darius and Aleera are gone when I wake up on the floor by the phoenixes. I could hear the shower running, and Tobias was on the couch staring at his phone.
“Where is everyone,” I ask after shifting back. Tobias raises an eyebrow at me, and I know he is still angry about me running off and helping my father.
How could I have been so stupid trusting him? Was I that desperate for a connection to the very man who killed my mother? He robbed me of my childhood and almost cost me my mates. Losing Kalen again would have killed my mates and me. We could have lost not only Kalen but Aleera. I needed to be smarter next time, making it the last of my contact with my father.
“Tobias?” I ask while scooping up the phoenixes to place back into the crates. Tobias sighs, leaning down to help me.
“Kalen is in the shower, Darius and Aleera, I have no idea, but hopefully, working out their issues.”
“Issues?” I ask, and he clicks his tongue in annoyance.
“Aleera is going to shred anytime now, Lycus, so yes, issues! If he doesn't let her mark him, we will never be at full power.”
“Jeesh, okay, sorry for bloody asking. I just woke up,” I tell him, wondering what crawled up his ass. Tobias wipes a hand down his face and sits back. Ryze jumps off the windowsill and over to him, and I duck, not wanting to lose a damn eye. However, the oversized flying chicken is beginning to grow on me.
Ryze walks along the back of the couch before dropping his head on Tobias' shoulder, before sliding down his chest like it's a slippery dip, and rolling onto his back. Tobias chuckles, scratching his tummy feathers. “You know you are getting too big to be a lap phoenix?” Tobias tells him.
Ryze caws, swishing his tail behind Tobias' head. Yet I can sense something is seriously upsetting Tobias. He seems to be in a strange depressing mood. His bond is almost sad.
“Are you okay?” I ask him, and he lifts his head, resting it on the back of the couch.
“Yeah, just Aleera was asking questions about Thomas,” he says, and I nod. Thomas was a touchy subject for Tobias, just as my fathers are a touchy subject for me. Kalen has no memories of his family. He only remembers the orphanage. I wish the same was for me, however both my fathers haunt me, and follow like a shadow, always returning just when I think I finally got rid of them.
“Go shower. We need to find an alternative for the phoenixes. So I want to ask the recruits, and I have to head into town later to buy food for them,” he tells me, and my eyebrows raise, knowing the recruits won’t like that, but then again, they did help us find them all and helped find them food. I nod, turning on my heel and heading toward the bathroom.
Rubbing the sleep out of my eyes, I step into the bathroom and stop, frozen on the spot. A magnificent body, pure goddamn perfection of lean muscles, stood under the stream of water. The sight of him is just what I need to feel my cock come alive again.
As if sensing my presence, Kalen glances over his shoulder and gives me a crooked smile. My eyes travel down his back and stop on his round, plump peach ass. The only thought in my mind is the image of my dick sliding between those perfectly plump cheeks, my hands gripping his ass so tight that I leave bruises and ownership marks for everyone to see.
I salivate at the view. I can't even remember the last time I had him to myself, and I glance at the door wanting to lock it so I don’t have to share him. But I know my idea is futile. They would kick it in if they wanted into the bathroom, and the only thing that pulls me out of the trance is his chuckle.
My cock comes to life, fully erect, all attention on his ass. I take a step closer, and his eyes are set on my dick.
A grin spreads across my lips as he turns around and wiggles his eyebrows, pointing his finger down to his hard shaft. I'm not the only one who feels like I've been deprived of sex, it seems.
I lick my lips as I focus my gaze on his erection. It's nearly shining in the dim light of the one light he chose to use, water drips down his length, and I want nothing more than to drop to my knees before him and worship his cock until I get him so deep down my throat, I can't fucking breathe.
He snaps me out of the moment of fantasy when he reaches his hand closer, wraps his long fingers around my cock, and tugs on it to pull me under the stream of water.
Once I'm close enough, his lips attack mine, and with a loud groan, I force his back against the tiles as I thrust my tongue into his mouth. Every swipe is like a new sensation, like the first time I kissed him. I would never tire of Kalen; I'm stuck on cloud nine as his tongue battles mine for dominance, and his taste overtakes my senses.
“Fuck,” he hisses against my lips as I grind my length against him.
His breathing becomes faster with every swipe of my tongue, with my greedy grip I have on his body.
Reaching my hand between our bodies, I grab his cock and stroke his length from base to tip. He moans in my mouth, and I feel like I just took the only drug I've ever been addicted to. The more I get, the greedier I become.
Slowly, I slide my free hand behind him and grip his ass. The action earns me another desperate moan from the captivating man in my arms, and I slowly slide my fingers closer to his crack.
His body shivers, and for a second, I almost think it must be because he has spent too much time in the shower and might be cold, but I drop the thought at the sound of his whimper.
