“Yes,” I admit.
“We respect it. Seeing you get justice for those girls just made us want you more,” he says.
“It did?” His hands stop their hypnotizing movement and grip mine.
“Saphira, we wouldn’t ask you to stop doing something you need to do. Unless it puts you in danger.”
“But we will insist on going with you at all times, at least one of us,” Mav adds.
“You were exhausted after,” King picks up the point. “You used too much power to drive safely.”
“Are you dominant?” I blurt and then cringe.
“We are dominant men. We have an issue with anything that puts you in danger.” King resumes his slow touch.
“You won’t try to stop me, though,” I say.
“No,” Mav says. “As long as you include us. It was beautiful.” He pushes off the counter and drags his fingertip down my ear. “Watching you use your power.”
My whole body clenches.
“Will you agree to take us with you?” King asks.
“Yes.” The heat from their bodies being so close is distracting.
“Good,” he says, inching closer. “We are more similar than you think. We have things to tell you about our life.” He pulls my hands apart as he moves into my body. He cups my jaw and tilts my head up.
“Sure,” I whisper. “Later.” We have plenty of time to talk much later. I stare at his lips, which are getting closer.
Yes.A phone rings, and his descent stops.No.
“Mom, now is not a good time,” Mav says. My head whips to the side, glaring at the phone at Mav’s ear. “We are about to kiss our, mate.” My eyes bug out.
“What?”is squealed through the speaker.
“You’re ruining the moment, Mom,” Mav says.
“Are you fucking with me?”she asks. There isn’t any fucking involved, unfortunately.
“No. Her name is Saphira.” King moves my head back. His thumbs stroke my cheeks, and I’m lost in his touch, his eyes holding mine.
“I’m coming. I want to meet her. Is she perfect? I bet she’s perfect,”she says.
“Mom, you aren’t coming here yet. We haven’t even kissed her. Let me get off the phone so we can do that,” Mav says.
“Right. Do that. Make her love my sons. What am I saying? Of course, she’s going to love you. Tell her hello from her mother-in-law,”she sings.
King kisses my lips softly and pulls back.
“Goodbye, Mom,” Mav laughs.
I push with my toes, chasing his lips. His sexy smirk is the last thing I see before he takes my mouth. I mean, he really takes it. He dives inside, tangling his tongue with mine.
This. This is like nothing I’ve ever felt before.
From the first touch in the club, I have wanted them. I can feel their concern and desire. I’ve seen numerous couples fall in love and complete the bond. It’s been beautiful to watch, but I didn’t give much thought to it happening to me. Is this how the others feel when the bond strikes? As if your body and soul are connected to another person. How do you get anything done?
King pulls away, palms the back of my neck, and presses my body toward his brother.