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“As would we all, so a dinner is really the least we could do to show you how much we love you,” Mateo agrees, his lips twitching as he scans my body over, his heated gaze catching on my cleavage.
“I told you, earlier was just the appetizer,” Adrian murmurs, placing a kiss on my cheek.
“So if that was the appetizer, and this is the dinner, what do I get for dessert?” I tease, debating if we should put dinner on the back burner and skip straight to my treat.
“Whatever you want, angel,” Adrian chuckles, his hand shifting to the small of my back, his fingers brushing over the curve of my ass.
Such a tease.
He guides me forward, and I take my time soaking in every small detail of the dinner they put together for us as we walk out onto the balcony. There’s an array of actual appetizers on silver platters, a combination of cheeses, cured meats, and bread, my favorites. A few bottles of wine that I love are already on the table, with a mix of main dishes from some of our most cherished places we’ve visited in the human world.
“This is amazing,” I say, turning to my guys as Adrian pulls out my chair at the head of the table.
“Anything for you, little mate,” Mateo says, snagging the spot on my left, much to the chagrin of Maximus and Kyros. Adrian sits to my right, grinning, and Max and Kyros sit further down the table. “We know you’ve been stressed with everything going on, and we wanted to do something nice for you to take your mind off of everything.”
“Don’t remind me,” I groan as I pile food onto my plate. Adrian pours me a glass of Lambrusco that we tried in our favorite spot in Venice, immediately putting a smile back on my face.
A girl can really get used to this.
“Is there anything we can help you with?” Kyros asks as he fills his plate and passes down the tray of meats and cheeses.
“No, it’s just squabbling, like usual,” I say, my chest feeling lighter as I tell them just what we’ve been dealing with. Of course, Mateo and Maximus already know the stress we’ve been under integrating the dark gods back into Ethereal. There are some light gods who are dead set against it, and they’ve been making everything more difficult than it needs to be.
There were countless others who were given the same punishment, but at the end of the day we can’t strip everyone’s powers, not when they have a crucial role to play throughout the realms.
What they don’t know is the extra stress I’ve been under because of Titus and his damn secret I’ve been keeping. It’s been eating away at me ever since, and I’m starting to hit my breaking point right now. I have to tell Nelle.
“Are you sure that’s it?” Mateo asks, his hazel eyes light with a knowing look, like he can read the thoughts straight from my head.
I take a bite of my food just to avoid the question for a moment longer, shrugging like I can’t answer just yet. Guilt claws at my insides, but I can’t tell them, I can’t break Titus’ trust, not after what he was willing to do for me—for us.
“With the new students coming in soon, I’m just worried about the new protocols we’ll have in place. Plus Nelle … ” I trail off hoping a bit of the unspoken truth will be enough to dissuade their worries.
“Don’t worry about the recruiting,” Adrian says, clasping my hand in his as he holds my gaze. “I have that under control. And I’m sure Nelle must be catching on to the training by now, right?”
I give him a grateful smile, but shake my head, revealing the other issue that has been on my mind. “I just spoke with her last night and … she’s struggling.”
“Well why don’t we head over to the training grounds tomorrow to check up on her?” Mateo asks, and I nod, a grateful smile spreading across my face as I look around at my mates. They’ve all stopped eating, their attention completely on me, ready and willing to help me with whatever I need.
“I think I’m ready for my dessert now,” I say, lust fogging over my gaze as I run my bottom lip between my teeth. I want to express to them just how lucky I am to have all of them with me.
“I thought you’d never ask.” Adrian leaps up from his seat, the table settings and the food disappearing in an instant as they pop up on the table inside. I expect him to lift me up on the table, but instead he hops up onto the solid wooden surface right in front of me, his legs hanging off the edge of the table on either side of me.
My eyes widen in shock, but before I can even ask him what he’s doing, he reaches towards me and grasps me under my arms, hoisting me up onto the table too. I let loose a small squeak as I lift my legs and straddle his waist, expecting the long skirt of my dress to bunch under my knees, but instead my skin presses against the cool polished wood.
“Adrian,” I say in warning, already knowing that the dress is gone, as a cool gust of air sweeps over my heated skin. The only scraps of clothing still clinging to my skin are a red lace bra and thong.
“I’m just repaying the favor and saving you a bit of time, angel,” Adrian says grinning up at me. My lips purse as I notice he too has gotten rid of the rest of his clothes, the formalwear now replaced with the smooth, chiseled planes of his chest.
I sigh as I lean over him and run my hands up his abs, resting them on his pecs, unable to resist my god of illusion any longer.
“I can’t complain about the view,” Mateo says, leaning back in his chair. His gaze roves over my bare skin and his thick fingers wrap around his tie to loosen it, a noticeable bulge in his tight pants already.
Before I can say a word though, Adrian pulls my lips down to his, consuming me with a toe-curling kiss. His tongue wastes no time as it sweeps in, caressing my own in long, languid strokes.
I moan into his mouth as a pair of large palms smooth over my ass, the skin rough against me. He reaches for the waistband of my thong and even before he rips it at the seams, I know it’s Maximus’ hands on me. I press my ass back into his touch, loving the possessive way he grips my hips. I expect him to slide his fingers into my already soaked pussy, but his arms wrap under my legs and he presses his face into me. I whimper as he slides his tongue into me, wasting no time as he devours my pussy.
“You’re so gorgeous, sweetheart,” Kyros murmurs as he slides his hands over my shoulders, lightly massaging me before reaching for the clasp of my bra. He swiftly undoes it, and I lift my arms for him one at a time as he slides it off of me.
