Page 133 of Gift from the Tree

“You look good enough to eat, little wanderer.” He leans down and places a kiss on my shoulder, making me shiver. “I knew when he made this dress it was going to be perfection on you.”

“Gaster seems to have taste in clothes.” Watching him watch me in the mirror is causing my mind and mouth to be on two completely different paths.

He chuckles darkly, kissing his way up my neck. “Gaster didn’t make this dress, kitten.”

“Who did?” I ask breathlessly, leaning my head to the side.

“Our resident mind reader created every little sexy piece of clothing in here for you. He created this whole closet and almost everything in it. With all our input, of course. I believe this little number was Corentin’s request,” he whispers in my ear before biting my earlobe gently, causing me to press myself harder into him.

“Tillman made this?” I pant out.

“He did. And he made these mirrors, Caspian and Corentin telling him exactly how to get the best light and shadow reflection off them. I wonder what they pictured seeing in these reflections when it all came together.”

I can picture a thing or two I want reflecting in the mirrors in front of me.

“Draken.”

“Our guests are about to arrive, kitten. I was sent to get you so we could meet them on the lawn.” I can feel his smile against my neck where he just laid his last kiss before standing back straight.

“Shit, I forgot it was almost time. You distracted me.” I spin in his arms to give him a look of displeasure that he just came in here and got me all hot and bothered for nothing.

“They can wait, little wanderer. I’ll give you whatever you want,” he says seriously. I know if I ask, he’ll take care of me right now.

“Later,” I promise.

I’m not going to rush our first time being intimate together again. It’ll happen when it happens, but it’ll be when I have ample time to enjoy him. All of him.

Taking his hand and leading us out of my bedroom, I feel giddy that Oakly’s coming, and I get to see her with her Nexus. They’d better be treating her as good as she says they are. I’ll pull my Primary card out with Tillman and make their lives hell. Knowing Tillman, he’d tell me no, but I think I could convince him.

“About time—” Caspian starts with an attitude but stops as he takes me in.

Corentin and Tillman turn to me at the same time, openly devouring me with their eyes. My body heats under their hungry gazes, exactly what I wanted.

“I was told you all had a hand in my wardrobe. Well, most of the bits in there.”

Tillman shoots Draken a glare, pretty much calling him a snitch with his eyes. It makes me giggle until Corentin’s hum steals my attention, and my laugh dies on my lips. His eyes reveal a hunger as intense as a storm longing for lightning to strike, electricity building between us.

“I heard this one was your idea.” My voice is husky, thick with my desire, beckoning him forward.

He takes two long strides and is standing in front of me, Draken pressing in behind me, Caspian and Tillman taking a side each.

“You look fucking stunning, princess,” he groans appreciatively. “You did very good on this dress, brother.” His eyes never leave my body as he compliments Tillman’s handiwork.

“It wouldn’t matter what she wore. She’d look like a goddess,” Tillman gruffly answers.

“Right you are,” Corentin agrees.

My whole body's feverish. Having them all surrounding me like this is adding to Draken’s teasing. All I can think about is their hands all over my body, causing my nipples to strain against the fabric of the dress and my pussy to throb.

A throat clears, and immediately the guys turn their backs to me in a protective circle, sucking all the sexually charged energy out of the air.

“We can come back later if need be. Don’t let us spoil a good time.” At the sound of her voice, I poke my head around Corentin and give Oakly a huge smile, pushing my way through the circle of massive men to get to her.

“Hey, I’m so glad you came,” I say excitedly as I wrap her in a hug.

“Don’t hey me. It looked like shit was about to go down. I can feel the sexual tension from here,” she whisper-giggles in my ear, not nearly quiet enough.

“Hey, guys. Has Oakly been behaving?” I ask her Nexus, who’s giving us space to reunite. It's only been a few days, but again, time feels like it moves differently here and the time I’ve been away from her feels far longer than a couple of days.

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