Page 154 of Of Nine So Bold

Roan shook his head. “He… he didn’t try to take over.” His gaze dropped to the side. “He watched, though. If that’s o?—”

“That’s fine.” I bit my lip. “Is he okay with sharing, then?”

“Maybe.” Roan hesitated. “Yes. He… he says yes.”

My mouth moved, but I didn’t know how to respond. For Roan to even admit that meant he was trusting the demon on some level to be speaking the truth.

That was definitely progress.

“In that case,” Niko said. “Maybe next time, he could join in? That is, if you wish, treluria.”

I twisted around to look at him, shocked. “You’d be okay with that?”

Niko shrugged a shoulder. “Forgiveness has to start somewhere, and I can’t think of a better place than buried in your beautiful pussy. Besides, the demon is a part of Roan. He deserves to haveallof him be able to show you how much he loves you, right?”

My heart melted. Reaching awkwardly over my shoulder, I put a hand to Niko’s cheek. “I love you.” I looked back at Roan. “Both of you.Allof you.”

Niko tucked me tighter against him. “We love you too, treluria.”

Roan kissed my forehead. “Always.”

I lay my head on Roan’s chest, sighing as sleep began to tug me down. “You were right. I did need all those orgasms.”

Niko chuckled. “Better get your rest then. Your other men will be back soon, and you know they’re going to want to give you more.”

I smiled as I closed my eyes, but a tinge of worry wormed its way into my chest all the same.

Inside, I stretched out, feeling for Ozias. My mate had withdrawn as far as he could from my awareness when Niko and Roan started with me—likely because, surrounded by enemies, he needed every bit of concentration he possessed. I’d felt almost nothing from him this entire time.

But even now, Ozias didn’t draw closer, and he didn’t send reassurance that he was okay either. My questing mental touch met with only a wary sense of vague warning—maybe to stay put, maybe to run.

Pushing away from the bed, I stared in Ozias’s direction, questions rising inside.

No answers came.

“Princess?” Niko sat up beside me.

“What is it?” Roan asked, an edge to his voice.

I shook my head. “Something’s wrong.”

40

CLAY

Among the ways my day could have gone, none of this shit would’ve made the list.

Hell, none of it had even been in consideration.

Niko was king.Possiblyking. Of fucking Erenelle, no less, that piece of shit nation that’d kicked out half my friends and tried to kill most of the others.

And now we were trooping through magic-ridden tunnelsinErenelle with relatives I’d really hoped were deader than Erenelle itself, all to decide whether my friend or our good ol’ uncle Deter would get the throne.

“This is insane,” my brother muttered under his breath.

I scoffed in agreement as I side-stepped a fallen boulder. “Hi-ho, hi-ho, down into the earth with a bunch of assholes we go.”

He gave me a tired look. “That’s not helping.”

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