Page 347 of Psycho Devils: Aran's Story 2

I couldn’t hold back my chuckle. “You guys are so obsessed with me.”

“I know,” they said at the same time.

Suddenly Sadie was squealing like a lunatic and hugging the three of us. “We’re all going to be one big family,” she wailed.

John and Luka stiffened.

“Don’t touch her. She’s ours, not yours,” John warned.

Sadie and I laughed together.

We rejoiced like we didn’t have a care in the world.

The rest of the hour passed in a blur of celebrating with the twins while Malum stalked us across the arena.

The party continued into our bedroom with competitors and students passing around bottles of demon brew. Somewhere along the way, our room had become the designated party space, and everyone filtered in.

I was on the bed. John and Luka sat flush against me on either side, passing a bottle back and forth.

Our legs hung off the edge of the mattress.

Knees kicking back and forth.

Music filtered in, and there was a cheerful buzz about as everyone chatted and rejoiced the end of the Legionnaire Games. Every few seconds, someone passed by and congratulated us.

I was wearing John’s oversize sweatshirt, puffing on my pipe.

Coziness seeped through me.

Both the twins’ arms were flung over my shoulders.

“I can’t believe you both want to marry me,” I said with a chuckle as I took a long sip of the demon brew and chased it with some enchanted smoke from my pipe.

A nice full-body buzz had my limbs feeling light.

Head buzzing pleasantly, I poked at my cheeks and wondered when my face had gone numb.

John’s fingers were tracing a circle on my arm, and it was highly distracting.

Luka’s spicy scent made my mouth water.

Their thighs were pressed on either side of mine.

The buzzing in the room increased as more and more people filtered in. Someone closed the curtains, and the room was once again shadows and flames.

There were so many people that I couldn’t see any of my other teammates. Sadie had disappeared with her mates, and the bedroom was a sea of strangers.

“I can’t believe you agreed to marry both of us,” John countered as he nudged me with his shoulder.

I took a bigger gulp of demon brew and nudged him back.

“Do you…” I couldn’t get the words out and tipped my head back to chug the drink like my life depended on it.

John elbowed me and flashed his dimples. “What were you going to ask?” He grabbed the bottle from my hands and took a swill.

Luka stared at both of us with an inscrutable expression, the one he always wore.

His silent energy was intimidating.

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