Page 45 of Iris
Chapter Thirteen
Later this evening, we are all on my bed. I'm lying between Dorian's legs on his chest. Noah is on our right with his legs draped over both of ours. Kieron is on Dorian's left and is holding my hand. Igor is watching one of her military documentaries in the living room so we can spend some time alone.
Noah had actually made us all a late supper. It was delicious and I wanted him to cook more often. I offered to bribe him. He'd grinned, groped my ass, and washed the dishes.
Dorian had tentatively asked me if he could touch me without his gloves. Not to feed. Just to feel my skin. How could I have said no? That's how we have found ourselves here.
As Kieron strokes my hand, Dorian is rubbing the back of my neck. I think all my bones have turned to jelly. He has magical fingers. Is it a vampire thing? I'll have to ask Rose later. If anyone will know, she will.
"So, I know you said you don't have any enemies, but can you think of anyone who might be angry at you?" Kieron kisses the inside of my palm.
"Well, I mean, not in years, I don't think? The only person who has been raging mad at me was back in high school in junior year."
Noah takes his left foot and rubs it up Dorian's and my leg playfully. "High school? Do you have pictures? I bet you were adorable."
I roll my eyes as I ignore him. I lean back against Dorian to look up at him.
"That's really all I can think of. Anyone who pisses me off usually has to deal with Igor not me. And that's usually just shop related things."
Still ready to kill someone, the guys have convinced me to calm down. Igor is staying the night in the greenhouse. If anyone tries anything while she is there, she'll at least be able to track them now that she is aware of the curser.
"What about rival shops?" The top part of Noah's wings reflect the sun that shines through the window. "Long shot?"
"At this point, we need to look at everything." Kieron shrugs. "I can have my guys start a search. Black magic isn't illegal, but it's frowned upon. A curse can be anywhere from grey to black, right?"
I nod. "Kind of. They're all a type of black magic but some curses, like an itch curse, are on the greyer scale. Death curses are pure black magic. Some witches have more of an affinity toward dark just like how some have an infinity for light. Mine is plant magic. At least that's how my family has always looked at it."
"I'll do more research tomorrow in the office. I think I might have an idea, but like I said, I’d rather be sure before saying anything." Dorian kisses the side of my neck, running his nose along the skin. "I want to just stay like this for a while longer."
"Yes." Kieron's voice has deepened. "I love this cuddling."
"Brother-mate, it sounds like you enjoy more than cuddling." Noah reaches his toes out to poke at Kieron’s leg.
Kieron chuckles. "That's a given. But right now, this feels like a family. I think we all could use that feeling."
Noah hums in agreement. We spend the rest of the night like this. We talk, laugh, Noah even throws his fairy dust at us, which is the equivalent of laughing gas for anyone magical. it's hard to stay mad when my mates are taking care of me and each other.
"So, once we catch whoever did this, and save the day, can we have an orgy?" Noah nonchalantly asks everyone as he looks up at the ceiling from where he is lying. "I think that would be a great reward, right?"
It’s lucky I’m not drinking any water because I would have choked on it. Unlucky for Kieron, he is taking a long drink from his glass. He sputters as he whacks his chest several times. Noah is smirking on his side. I lean over and flick his nose before leaning over closer to Kieron.
“You okay?”
He nods. I notice his face has turned a shade of red. The red goes down his neck and disappears under his shirt. Mmm. Yum.
“Yup. That idea just, uh, was sudden.”
This is the first time I see my dark, broody, and mysterious man so flustered. I’ll have to thank Noah privately later.
“I think it’s a good idea. Perfect incentive, besides everything else, to find the evil doer and save the dance.” Dorian starts to braid my hair gently. “It’s a good bonding exercise.”
I giggle again, even though my sides are still sore from earlier. “Did you really just say evil doer?”
He tugs gently on my hair. “Shush you. I’m being gallant. Igor would appreciate it.”
“So, all in favor of an orgy as a reward, raise your hand.” Noah has his hand up in the air before he has even finished talking.
Dorian shifts behind me and I assume he has raised his hand. I run my eyes over Kieron. If this makes him uncomfortable, I’ll veto it right away. Heck, this will be my first orgy; I'm already nervous just thinking of it.
