Page 17 of Three to Fall

“I think I’m going to lie down with her for a little while,” Kara said quietly. “Some sleep will do us all some good.” She cupped my cheek and then pressed her soft lips to it. “We’ll share war stories later, okay?”

As much as I wanted to know every detail, so I knew who the hell to go hunt down, I nodded, seeing the weariness in her eyes and knowing she needed some time alone with Hayley Jade to assure herself she was okay.

Kara sank down onto the bed with her and wrapped her in her arms.

They’d both be asleep within minutes.

And I’d spend the next few hours watching them on the baby monitor, making sure they were okay.

Grayson looked like he needed a nap of his own.

I offered him my hand and hauled him up off the couch. “Come on. I don’t know what the hell happened, but you’ve clearly got some resting to do, and this thing is shit to sleep on.”

“He can have my room,” Chaos offered.

The two of us helped him in there, even though Grayson gave us silent death stares like he was perfectly capable of moving himself around.

I ignored him, checked his vitals before I left while he rolled his eyes at me, but I knew I wouldn’t get any rest if I was worried about his fucking throat swelling closed or something.

When I was done with my poking and prodding, he flipped over and was asleep before we left the room.

Chaos let out a long, slow breath on the other side of the door. “He looks like shit.”

I nodded. “So do you. You can use the shower in my room.” I headed for it, moving past the spot I’d sucked Chaos’s dick quickly, and then past the bed where he’d gone down on me. My cheeks heated at the memory while I rifled through the bathroom cupboard, searching for a fresh towel for him to use.

When I stood, we were face-to-face, both of us in the one small space.

Him still wearing my motherfucking jacket and looking way too good in it.

I couldn’t stop staring at him. Couldn’t help the way my dick sprang to life.

Something sparked in the air between us. That fucking attraction I couldn’t deny. The one I’d tried to bury, so many fucking times, but it just kept coming back, forcing its way between us, determined to make itself known.

His gaze flickered over my face, his breaths a little too quick, like his body was still reacting to the last of the lingering adrenaline we’d both been running on for hours.

Kara and Hayley Jade and Grayson had all come down from their adrenaline highs with a jarring and exhausting crash.

Mine only made me desperate. Wild. Fucking needy for someone to touch me so I didn’t feel like I was spinning out of control.

The look on Hayden’s face said he felt the same.

The now dickless prick’s gay slurs rang in my head, and yet I still found myself fingering the zipper on my jacket and drawing it down Chaos’s body.

His gaze burned across my skin as I shoved it off his shoulders, letting it fall to the bathroom floor at our feet.

The blood-soaked T-shirt did nothing to quell the rising desire inside me, that adrenaline swirling into need and an all-consuming idea of getting my hands on him. Grounding myself in touching someone else.

Forgetting this whole fucking day had ever happened. Forgetting Kara and Hayley Jade were in danger. Forgetting Josiah even existed.

I fisted his shirt, dried blood making the fabric crunch, but I didn’t give a fuck. I dragged it over his head, leaving his chest bare.

I didn’t question what I felt. Didn’t want to think about what it meant if I let myself do what my body was begging for.

I didn’t fucking care.

I just wanted him.

I dipped my head, pressing my lips to the hollow where his throat met his collarbone. I trailed my fingers over his abs, tracing the ridges of his muscles and the swirls of his tattoos until I got to the button on his pants.

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