“Is he right?” Lochlan asked, his eyebrows nearly touching his hairline.
“Well, yeah.” I sounded defensive, but I couldn’t help it. “Loch, you look like a freaking fae prince. Evander is a heartthrob, and I wouldn’t be surprised if every girl in thecountry had a poster of his face on her wall. Rhodes looks like the tough guy they describe in every motorcycle romance. And Saul, he’s like that sexy demon you know you should be scared of, but you just can’t resist his sweet talk. So forgive me if I struggle to accept that you four are obsessed with me.”
I paused, then added, “You guys are perfect, and it’s a challenge being around you when the slightest touch makes me all needy. When I get to see how turned on you guys are, and know it’s because of me, it’s exciting.”
“And here I’ve been trying to hide my boner every time I’m around you, so you wouldn’t think I was a pervert,” Evander joked.
“Same here,” Lochlan huffed. “Boo, we’re yours, and we aren’t going anywhere. Why would we when the most gorgeous and exciting woman on earth belongs to us? It’s nice to know you like what you see, too.” He winked at me, his eyes sparkling. “Does this mean I get to be the fae book boyfriend?”
“Book boyfriend?” Saul growled. “I like your collectors, but I really don’t think my jealousy can handle you taking any more mates.”
“I don’t think my body can handle any more.” I moaned as Evander’s tongue flicked across my clit, sending shockwaves of pleasure through me.
“We’ll explain later,” Lochlan assured Saul.
Evander’s hand gripped his cock, stroking it in time with the thrusts of his tongue. Saul was still fully dressed, but I could feel the evidence of his arousal grinding against my lower back. His hands trailed across my skin to cup my breasts.
Lochlan had slowed his pace, his gaze fixed on my face as Evander pushed me faster and faster toward my release. When I came, I would’ve collapsed to the floor if the two men hadn’t held my limp body upright.
“I’ve got to go. There are things I need to settle and I need to find Zacharias. I will be back in two days.” Saul nuzzled my neck, breathing deep.
Was he smelling me? Reapers were weird.
“Two days?” My stomach pitched like a ship at sea.
“I hate to leave you, but I know you’re in good hands. Once I deal with these loose ends, you’ll be safe.” Saul tilted my head back against his chest so he could kiss my lips.
“Saul?” I asked when he pulled away.
“Yes, my love?”
“Next time someone is rude to me, could you please not start a war over it?”
Saul laughed and smacked me lightly on the butt. “No promises.”
Lochlan shrugged. “Personally, I thought his reaction was perfectly reasonable.”
“That’s because you enjoy violence and revenge,” Evander pointed out.
Saul gave me a final kiss, then disappeared.
“Okay, enough playing.” My body ached with the need to be filled. “Evander, go sit on the bed.”
He did as I asked, and his eyes widened as I kneeled between his legs.
“I want to return the favor.” Twisting around to look at Lochlan, I wiggled my finger in acome heremotion. “Sit behind me.”
Lochlan did as I asked, then waited to see what I would do next.
Raising myself to my knees, I leaned forward slightly and licked the tip of Evander’s erection.
“Axelle,” he hissed, his fingers reflexively burying themselves in my hair.
I was practically presenting myself to Lochlan, but he hadn’t moved other than to grip himself.
“Are you going to do something about it or just look?” I grumbled, wiggling my butt a bit to get my point across.
Lochlan didn’t need to be told twice. He shifted positions until he pressed against my entrance. At the same time I took Evander into my mouth, Lochlan buried himself inside me.