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“Ohhh. Damn, where has that been all my life?”
“We’re all fans of room service.”
Luka placed an order for lots of food—Amaru didn’t recognize half of it, and it didn’t matter, he was hungry enough to eat anything—and then left the bed altogether.
“It’s going to take a minute, so shower?”
“I’ve heard of this. That room where water falls from the ceiling?”
“Temperature controlled water.” Luka winked at him. “You’re going to love it.”
Wet, naked dragons pressed against him. Soap at hand. Yes, please.
For that, Amaru’s brain willingly came fully awake. He rolled off, heading for the shower. Vasily was right behind him.
Then he paused in the bathroom and really looked it over. That tiled stall on the back end of the room was a shower? It didn’t look all that different from the bathing rooms at home.
Vasily stepped in, turned on the water, and Amaru’s interest went from casual to intrigued. Wait, that had serious pressure to it. And oooh, it was heating up. He could feel it doing so. Amaru stepped in closer, sticking an arm under the spray, analyzing it. It was getting warmer by the second, although the pressure didn’t change.
He realized Vasily and Luka were watching his reaction, smiling like they found his curiosity cute or something. He wrinkled his nose but couldn’t contain his questions. “How hot does the water get? Where is it piped in from? The roof?”
“Water tank behind the wall,” Luka corrected him. “The water is sourced from the city water plant. It’s piped into the building and then routed to here. As for temperature, it does have an upper limit. It won’t get hot enough to burn human skin.”
Fascinating. He absolutely must study the system later. It was different from the one he’d grown up with, and an improvement, and he wanted to integrate it into the rebuild.
“For now”—Vasily waggled his eyebrows in a ridiculous manner—“strip. It’s naked time.”
Naked time always sounded good to Amaru. He readily started stripping.
He had doubts about the shower being able to hold all three of them, mostly because Vasily was not a small man, but they made it work.
Mostly.
Look, trying to fit was half the fun, all right?
“Fortunately, we all love each other,” Luka commented, even as he slid shampoo into Amaru’s hair.
“Oh yeah, otherwise this would be beyond awkward.”
Vasily’s hands ran over Amaru’s back, soaping and washing him. Then down farther. Stopping at a particular place on Amaru’s ass cheek.
He knew without even asking but asked anyway. “You’re curious what that tattoo means, aren’t you?”
“I’m curious about what all of them mean.”
Amaru kept his head tipped back to keep the soap out of his eyes as he answered. “Most of them are a record, of sorts. They designate rank in my clan, levels of magic I’ve mastered, things of that variety. It allows anyone who doesn’t know me well to tell at a glance what I’m certified to do and how much experience I have.”
“Huh.” Vasily’s fingers traced along the thick black lines on his arm. “Like a résumé on your skin.”
“I don’t know what that is, but sure.”
“Okay, but hopefully no one is going to see the one on your ass.”
Amaru had known that was coming and deadpanned, “When one is young, and unfamiliar with the potency of alcohol, things happen.”
Both laughed, like they could well picture this scene.
“Okay.” Luka paused in scrubbing, apparently too busy laughing to focus. “That explains why it’s a bunny.”
“I like rabbits,” Amaru said, defending himself mildly.
“We can tell. All right, rinse.”
He rinsed out his hair, then got his hands on Vasily and Luka. So much fun washing firm muscles and warm skin. He might have quickly become addicted.
“Shower time has just become a group activity,” he informed his lovers.
Vasily looked him over, wholly at ease as Amaru got his hands absolutely all over that powerful chest. He looked entirely amused. “Is that right. Why?”
“Because I said so.”
“Well, who am I to argue?”
Such a good dragon. So obedient. Amaru dropped a hand to wash that lovely dick, a reward for good behavior.
Vasily leaned in to kiss him, slow and leisurely. Mmm, delightful. Kissing this man was entirely too lovely to ever consider stopping.
A sharp hand slapped him on the ass. “You two quit that. We don’t have room for sexy times in here.”
He separated, more than willing to take this back to bed. “I see your point, but that just means we dry off and move this over to the bed.”
“I’m not actually complaining about this.” Luka shot him a wink. “But I think food will be here soon. Let’s dry off, eat, then go for round…is this three or four?”
“Four.”
Amaru would say sue him, he hadn’t had sex in five hundred years, and he was way overdue, but…well, the other two had no trouble keeping up with him so clearly it wasn’t an issue.
