Smoke picked her up, wrapping her legs around his waist and carried her over to the wall.
“Oh,” she said. She was only half serious when she said the wall, but now that Smoke was kissing her neck, pressed against her, her body was a live wire. “This is…”
She ran her hands up Smoke's chest, running her hands through his hair. She missed this, missed him. Jace pushed against Smoke, pressing against his back until Smoke was sandwiched between them.
Mia grabbed for his pants, watching Jace jerk his hips with similar motions.
“I danced with Mia tonight,” Jace said, licking Smoke’s neck. “We missed you.”
She grabbed his cock, wanting to feel him in her hands. Smoke groaned, thrusting his hips against her. “You did?” His voice was strained.
She grinned at Jace. Tormenting Smoke was a fun game. She dropped to her knees.
“Oh, scales, Mia,” Smoke said. “We were supposed to be having sex.”
“We are. I want to remind you why this is a good idea.”
Smoke yanked her to her feet with one motion. Shocked, she looked up. “What did I do?”
“You did nothing wrong.” Smoke looked at her, his eyes burning. “Nothing. You don’t have to remind me because I never forgot. Not a single moment of what it felt like to be with you.”
Smoke shot a look over his shoulder. “Or you.”
Mia swallowed around a lump in her throat. “I didn’t mean…but…” Tears pricked her eyes. “I didn’t mean for it to feel like a bad thing.”
Smoke cupped her face. Jace pulled her against him until the three of them were pressed together.
“It wasn’t, jewel,” Jace said. “But you don’t need to think for a second that you weren’t enough.”
Mia pulled away, tears pricking her eyes. It was too much. It was too much, and she couldn’t breathe. She’d meant it as a joke, and she was glad they were so insistent on showing her she wasn’t lacking.
But that wasn’t completely true, was it? If there hasn’t been something wrong with her, they wouldn’t have left.
They were both watching her, waiting. Giving her space. “Sorry. Sorry. I know I said I didn’t want to talk about…” She shook her head. “It was just a lot, all of sudden. I’m glad you two wanted to make sure I knew I didn’t have anything to prove.”
Her heart was hurting now, and it was harder to push the feelings away. So much easier to remember why they had broken up in the first place, no matter how right this felt.
“I ruined the mood, I’m sorry.” Mia bit her lip.
“You ruined nothing.” Smoke frowned.
“You don’t have to make me feel better,” Mia said. “Now we’re all remembering our sad feelings.” Mia wiped her tears away, angry with herself. She couldn’t just force herself to stop feeling, no matter how much easier life would be if she could.
Jace frowned. “No, it’s my fault Mia. I shouldn’t have rejoined my clan without telling you two.”
Mia hugged herself. They would start to talk about their feelings until they were all upset again. She couldn’t leave well enough alone, could she?
Her feelings were rubbed raw after such big magic, but still. She would never learn.
Smoke looked at Jace and then Mia. Jace was gorgeous, his pants were still half undone, his erection bulging against his boxers, making his own cock twitch. Mia was a picture of sexy with her dark hair tousled, and dress pulled down to her bra. But she was hugging herself, and her eyes were sad.
Well, fuck. She told him she wanted to remind him of why he loved having her around like it was only because of the amazing blow jobs. And that was part of it. But they were so much more to him than sex. He didn’t know how to tell them that, feared messing up. He’d hoped to show her that, but he just upset her instead.
Smoke put his hands on his hips. He wasn’t sure how to fix this, but Mia was thinking too hard if her biting her lip was any indication. They were all still hurting, but they could get past this.
They came to him tonight with fire in their eyes, and he wasn’t going to let it go out again.
“Mia, it will be okay.” He looked at her body, at her perfect breasts and legs. He could be inside her in moments if this went the way he hoped. He put steel in his tone.