Page 61 of Demise

“Liam, grab the packets of apple cider out of my bag and the water. We need to warm her up.”

“You brought water?” Asher asks.

“And apple cider?” Skyla adds.

“Of course, you never know.”

“What else do you have in there, brother?” Ronan asks as he takes the bag from Wesley.

“Enough supplies for the six of us to last at least four days,” he says as he holds Skyla tighter.

Ronan begins sifting through the bag before his eyebrows reach his hairline.

“Fuck me, that’s the last time I give you shit for being prepared.”

Wesley nods with a laugh as he presses a kiss to Skyla’s head. Asher and Liam make quick work of heating up the water over the wood stove.

When the water is warmed up, Liam pours it into a cup and brings it to Skyla. She greedily takes a sip before letting out a relieved sigh. She tries to hand the cup to Wesley, but he shakes his head, then me, and I do the same. Skyla offers the warm drink to all of us before Asher speaks.

“We don’t want it. You need to warm up first.”

“That’s not fair. We either all drink it, or none of us,” she argues.

We all share uneasy looks before Wesley nods and takes the cup from her, taking a small sip before handing it to me. I do the same and pass it to Ronan, and so on, until the cup makes its way back to her. Liam is already heating up more water, and Skyla sighs happily as she rests against Wesley’s chest.

“Feeling better, little one?” he asks.

“A little,” she nods.

“You know, there is a sure-fire way for all of us to get warm quick,” Liam says.

“Liam.” Ronan groans.

“What?” he asks with his hands raised. “You all were thinking it; I just said it.”

“No, I think you were the only one thinking about sex at a time like this,” Asher scoffs.

“Well, I was,” Skyla admits.

We all look at her in surprise, and she shrugs.

“It’s survival 101. You get wet or cold, you get naked with others, right?”

Liam laughs and points to Skyla.

“See! My girl gets it, thank you, babygirl.”

Wesley’s hand rests on her knee, slowly sliding up her thigh as he speaks.

“That what you want? You want all of us to get naked, keep you warm?”

She shrugs almost bashfully before meeting all of our eyes. She settles on me last, probably because I’m definitely the least enthused about group activities, but if she’s involved, I’m in.

Guess we’re having an orgy in the middle of a blizzard.

Chapter Twenty One

Skyla

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