“I’m not into dudes,” I blurted out, then covered my face as my cheeks burned.
Skye giggled. “Aiden, you’re ridiculous. Is that all you heard me say?”
“I’m sorry,” I groaned. “We haven’t even talked about a Chain dynamic yet. I don’t know what I’m doing.”
“Neither do I,” Skye laughed. “The Chain dynamic is whatever we want it to be, and right now it’s just you and me. We make our own rules.”
“Right,” I agreed, my chest warming.
My hands still shook slightly. The idea of adding more men into this situation put me on edge. What if Skye met her other Links and decided they were cooler than me? What if they made her laugh more?Oh my God, what if their dicks were bigger than mine?!
“Aiden, what the fuck is happening in your head right now?” Skye laughed again, then climbed on top of me. She took my face in her hands and ran her thumbs across my cheeks. “Your thoughts are so loud.”
I laughed nervously. “It’s really stupid.”
“Tell me,” Skye said.
I pursed my lips.
“Aiden!” Skye cried. “Tell me right now! Or–”
“Or?” I hedged, because apparently, I wanted to die.
Skye bit her lip. “I’ll tickle you.”
Well, shit. I expected her to threaten to edge me, notkillme.
“Aiden,” Skye warned.
“Don’t tickle me,” I pleaded. I bucked my hips to knock her off me, but she only tightened the hold of her thighs.
“Aiden!” Skye giggled as I grabbed both her wrists, and then we were in a full-out brawl.
Skye’s hands broke free from mine, and then she was fucking tickling me. We were both laughing and squealing, and suddenly we toppled off the bed.
I grabbed Skye as soon as I realized we were shifting, turning so my back hit the ground and took the fall for her instead of the other way around.
We both chuckled for a second, breathing heavily in shock. Then Skye’s hands were back on my abs.
“Fuck, stop!” I laughed, rolling away from her and halfway under Willow’s bed.
Skye finally stopped, and then she was laughing so hard she was practically silent, gasping for air while still laughing. Her laugh was loud and care-free, and I couldn’t help but smile.
My whole body felt like I was buzzing, a weird warmth filling me as I looked at her like she was glowing. She was so perfect and beautiful, I almost couldn’t stand it. Skye looked down at me, her smile fading as she saw the look on my face. She leaned forward, brushing her lips over mine, breathing into me like she was giving me life.
I kissed her back easily, wrapping my arms around her back and pulling her tighter to me. Skye laughed breathlessly against my lips and I groaned as she dropped her weight perfectly over my dick, which was already hopelessly hard.
Skye pulled back, balancing herself over me with her hands on the ground on either side of my head. She chewed her lip while I smiled up at her. I gently pulled her hair out of her face, tucking it behind her ears and over her back.
“You’re so fucking pretty,” I breathed. Skye blushed slightly, dipping her head to hide her grin. “I’m serious.”
“I know,” she replied. “I just never received so many compliments before you, I still don’t know how to react.”
“I’ll tell you every day,” I promised. “You deserve it.”
“So do you,” Skye said, dropping her chest to mine so she could run her hands over my face. I did the same to her, memorizing every inch of her cheeks.
“Don’t worry about the prince,” I said softly. Skye’s lip trembled as she nodded. “He’ll come around. Then we can meet him and everything will be fine.”