Page 211 of G.O.D.S Omnibus

“I know, you’re a badass bitch, but I miss you—I’m being needy.”

Trying my hardest, I hold in my laugh at him being dramatic. “Laughn Taylor, you’re not needy. You’re perfect for my crazy ass. And you don’t treat me like I’m breakable.”

We stop just outside the classroom, and he pulls me into his chest. His arms wrap around me, then he drops his hands down to squeeze my ass.

“That’s because you’re not breakable. Our journey will be epic, even with the babies. I love the fuck out of you.”

Looking up, I take in his green contact lenses, a sight I’m now used to. It was weird at first, but now he looks odd when he takes them out. While he may be a freak to others, when you get under the surface and see his layers, he is fierce, protective, loving, and yes, a little crazy. Laughn found his armour after he lost me. It was a way to cope—everyone has something. Some armour is visible on the outside, and for others, it’s harder to see, but it’s there. Like me, for instance. When my makeup is on, I’m invincible, and I don’t allow others to see beyond the pretty face.

“Don’t eat her before class. We have bodies to cut open,” Kai says.

I must admit, when I first met Kai, his personality was forced, and I didn’t connect with that, but once he let his guard down, I got to see the goofball who can barely dress himself before coffee. The guy who cares enough he purchased copies of baby books for everyone.

“She can’t resist this tongue,” Laughn says, flicking his snake-like tongue at Kai, who just flips him off. Laughn leans down and makes a show of kissing me as we stand in front of the classroom slash cold room. Students whoop and some complain, but it isn’t until someone clears their throat that Laughn pulls back and winks at me. My legs go weak, and Kai steps up behind me with a laugh.

“That’s a man I would be happy with on top of me,” he whispers and sighs.

I need to broach the subject of his bisexuality. I know Kai chose me, but I want to see how we explore it. There has to be a way.

“Everyone in, and you,” Creed says, looking at Laughn, “get to your class.”

“My brother, the cock blocker,” Laughn says with a laugh. The hallway has cleared out, and Creed looks around carefully before he moves closer to Laughn.

“That’s because I want her on my cock, not yours.”

Kai chuckles and pulls me into the classroom before the dick measuring starts. “Since when are you in classes?” I ask him as he pulls out a seat for me. This room is set differently. It has a metal bench that runs around the room with stools. A metal bed is in the centre of the room, and it’s damn freezing in here. I should have remembered my jumper.

“I graduated, but we can still take specialist classes if we register for them. And since Creed is an asshole and never lets me in the morgue, I figured I would join his class.”

“He’s going to kill you.”

“Kill me, fuck me—he would have to lay hands on me to do either.”

I laugh and shake my head. Fuck, I love him. It’s hard to not be happy around Kai.

“Talking about fucking, I’ll fuck you,” I offer.

Kai swings his body around to face me. “You already fuck me, and it’s great. I’m only joking about the guys.”

“I’m not worried about that. I mean me doing you if you catch my drift. There has to be a way,” I suggest.

Recognition hits, and a smile creeps up on his face. “Pegging.”

“What? Now isn’t the time to talk about pegs. I swear you’re so weird sometimes.”

“No,” Creed purrs, coming to stand beside me. Since I had turned to face Kai, I didn’t see him approach. A shiver runs through my body and goose bumps break out over my skin. “Pegging, where you ram a strap on into his ass.”

“Oh,” I say, squeezing my legs together. The thought of that turns me on, me holding all the power.

“Can we get on with the lesson instead of having to endure the start of this orgy?” Khale snaps.

I turn slightly and see him scowling at me, and I flip him off. Why hasn’t the dude pulled the stick from his ass yet? I may have to talk to Summer about this pegging stuff. It might do the wanker some good.

“Detention with me after class. There will be some disgusting shit to clean up, and I just heard you volunteer for the position, Khale.”

“Are you fucking kidding me?” he snaps. “Ever since this bitch has been back, she has caused trouble.”

Creed moves silently as usual, and he is across the room before I can even blink. Khale chose the wrong time to fuck with Creed because Kai is the type to watch before he intervenes. Creed picks Khale up by the throat, and he has no choice but to move himself as Creed moves. Khale’s large hand comes up to try to pull Creed’s hand from his throat.

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