Page 60 of Tangled Threads Of Fate

Chapter 31

WREN

Iwas surrounded by limbs, and realized both Tryp and Erus had climbed into bed beside me last night. They seemed to seek comfort from me, and if I was honest, I got the same amount of comfort from them. They soothed the panic that seemed to live permanently in my chest.

My stomach suddenly gurgled.No. Wait.

I sucked in a gasp as one of the babies kicked. I slapped a hand over my stomach, trying to find the place, and then there was another kick, but higher up, like it was a different baby who’d just learned kung fu from his sibling. They’d been moving around for a little while, but this was the first time it had felt like a real little foot was trying to wedge its way around my body. The first time I could feel it from the outside too.

Erus lifted his head. “Are you all right?”

I grabbed his hand and dragged it over to my stomach. “They’re really kicking!”

Holding still, his wide eyes watched my stomach, his fingers wrapped around the now large curve of my stomach. I looked how some women looked at full-term, my stomach bulging out like I’d swallowed a watermelon.

The babies kicked again, moving around, and it felt like they were trying to find space inside me. Erus’s eyes got even wider, and a grin broke out across his face, stealing my breath. He was so impossibly beautiful, the most perfect of all of the Demigods. They were all attractive, but Erus looked like a Greek statue, a physical embodiment of the ideal of beauty.

I realized Tryp was awake as he burrowed beneath the blankets to press his face to my stomach. I was beginning to learn that if Tryp could touch something with his face instead of his hands, he would. It was like he wanted to be as close to the sensation as possible. He’d always kiss my cheeks and temples instead of a friendly pat on my arm. He’d rest his cheek on top of my head instead of hugs. He slept with his nose pressed somewhere to my body instead of his arm around me.

And when the baby kicked now, it kicked him right in the face. “Oof.” His laughing voice was muffled somewhat by the blankets, but I still laughed, especially when he emerged back to flop back on the pillow, his eyes sparkling. “Strong kicks. Definitely little warriors.”

Happiness. That was what being pressed between these two felt like. A bubble of happiness that just surrounded us.

Tryp looked over at me, and something more than happiness was in their depths. Heat made his eyes molten, and I felt my breath catch in my throat. He leaned forward and brushed his lips across mine, just a whisper of a kiss, then pulled back. “We should get out of bed. We’re taking you to town today.”

I gasped. “Really?” I looked between the two of them, both nodding.

“Yes. We have to pick up some supplies, and we can take you for lunch. Soft launch you to the locals. Demke has to talk to the town leaders too, in case anything happens.”

In case their town got invaded by mythical monsters who wanted to kill my babies. It sounded insane.

Erus stroked my arm gently. “It’ll be okay, Wren.”

I gave him a tight smile. I had to believe that too, or I’d go insane. I almost wanted to keep the babies inside me so they were safe and secure, and as the weeks counted down to their due date, my worry only increased.

As if they sensed I was spiraling, Tryp brushed his lips over mine again. “So tense, Dumpling.” He rubbed his cheek against mine. “Would you like Erus and I to help you relax?”

There was no way that was anything but a sexual proposition. I looked at Erus, and he was gnawing on his bottom lip, his eyes hopeful.

The answer was obviously yes. Hell yes, even. Now that I’d talked to Nate and he’d seemed, well, not cool, but accepting of the bonds and sex thing, I had nothing to feel guilty about.

But still, I hated the idea that they might be doing this against their will. “Is this what you really want? It’s not the bond muddying your feelings?”

Erus looked surprised, while Tryp outright laughed. “Babe, I’ve wanted to climb between these thighs since the day you fell at my feet. Please let me eat you out, until you’re completely convinced that I want nothing more than to fuck you.” He paused. “Except maybe for Erus to fuck you while I watch.” His eyes lit up. “Or for him to fuck me while I fuck you.”

I groaned and let my head flop back onto the pillows as I imagined what he was describing.Holy hell.

Erus leaned close. “Would you like that?”

“So much.”

He sucked my bottom lip between his. “Us too. Unfortunately, Tryp is right, and we don’t have time to do everything we’d really like to do right now…” He trailed off, like he was imagining all those things too. “But we do have time to make you feel really, really good.”

Tryp disappeared beneath the blankets, and I felt him tug at my sleep shorts. “Do you think he’ll be able to breathe down there?” I asked Erus, who just laughed as he leaned up on his elbow, kissing my jaw and down my neck.

“I once made him choke on my cock for a solid seven minutes. Trust me, he’ll be fine.”

Sweet baby Jesus, these guys are going to be the death of my vagina.

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