Page 100 of Tangled Fates

I laughed seeing Soren struggle to get the cat off of him. Then, I don’t know what happened, but Soren went completely still, staring out into the distance. Loki jumped off him, looking up from the ground, batting at his leg. Soren groaned before a look of complete euphoria crossed his face.

“He did it,” he whispered.

“What the fuck is going on?” I knew it wasn’t bad, but I needed to know what the hell was going on.

“Gray just completed the bond with Blondie,” he said with an enormous smile.

It was easy to ignore the bond when only one of them had mated with her, but now that the twins were hers, I felt alone and it made my decision to stay away that much harder.

I spent the night alone—well the stupid cat was with me— grateful I had the foresight to get two rooms except I should have demanded to have them further apart. That might have solved my problem of hearing them, but being next door to them was not ideal.

I was painfully hard most of the night and when I did attempt to take care of myself, my guilt hit me full force and I ended up falling asleep with the most painful boner of my life. It didn’t help that Loki was stuck to me like glue, and it probably cemented our bond even more. That damn cat made me feel less lonely, like he knew my pain.

I sighed when I realized I had woken up way too damn early. Sleep evaded me so I decided I better get the day started. Today was Beltane and I had made a promise to go back to the castle. A sense of foreboding pricked my skin as I made a plan to go back to our home and stock up on a few things before heading over there.

I took a hot shower when echoes of Oria’s moans filtered through my brain. My body immediately reacted, feeling the need to bury myself inside of her. Just once, I needed to take the edge off, and I could go back to thinking everything was alright.

I used the soap to stroke myself, already hard from the memories of her moans. I leaned one hand against the tile, letting my head hang while my brain conjured up a realistic vision of her and I. It didn’t take long before the tingles of my orgasm crept up my spine and I whispered her name as I shot my load on the tile.

The creak of the floor had me looking up at a wide-eyed blonde goddess. Her round, hazel eyes were focused on my cock, and I lazily stroked myself again to get a reaction from her.

I couldn’t help but smirk at her as she forced her gaping jaw shut, her cheeks turning pink. The smell of her arousal made my mouth water.

“I-I’m so sorry,” she squeaked.

“Are you?” I smirked, not waiting for a response as I ducked under the water to rinse myself off.

I didn’t expect her to be in my room when I exited the bathroom in nothing but a towel. I should have known from the potency of her scent that she was still here. She was petting Loki on my bed, but she kept her eyes down.

Her discomfort made me smile.

“Did you need something?” I looked through my bag for underwear, pants and a shirt.

“Soren and Gray went out for supplies and told me to come in here with you,” she said, still not looking up. “I was going to go back into our room, but I heard people in the hallway, and I didn’t want to risk being seen.”

The twins were trying to leave us alone together, and I didn’t know if I hated them or loved them for it. I put on a pair of boxer briefs, and walked to her, wanting her to look at me. When she didn’t, I tilted her chin up to look at me.

“You did good,” I said, keeping my voice low.

She nodded, licking her lips, enticing me with her pout.

I should have been satiated. The yearning for her should have been mild, but having her in my room, her scent everywhere, made my hunger for her grow exponentially.

A knock at the door made us both flinch.

I growled, getting some pants on and opening the door.

“What?” I snarled.

Cora smirked at me. “Maybe I should have let one of the girls relieve some of your stress.”

“No, thanks,” I grumbled, seeing Loki walk out of the room.

“I didn’t expect you to be a cat man,” she said, watching Loki go down the hall.

“It's a friend’s,” I snapped.

She laughed, looking me up and down. Arousal shot through me, along with the heady scent of Oria and I groaned.

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