Page 66 of Knightfall
Quinn handed me a glass of wine, which I drained as if it were whiskey. “Oh, I needed that.”
“Now, that, I liked,” Ryan said as I handed the glass back to Quinn. “A princess who can drink like a sailor.”
“And curse like one too,” I gave a wink, but my eyelashes were still crusted together from the tears, so I don’t think it looked sassy as I’d intended.
Quinn handed me a refilled glass. Then he handed one to Ryan. He picked up the carafe and held it in his own hand.
“Now what?” I asked.
Now we drink. And see if we can convince you to take us both on at once.
Quinn must have muttered the same in Ryan’s head, because Ryan lifted his glass with a, “Hell, yes!” He downed it in one.
I smiled and shook my head but downed the second glass of wine at their urging. A minute later, the alcohol hit. “So, question. Four years together. No other women. You guys ever help each other out?” I looked from one to the other. The idea was kind of hot.
“She’s officially drunk,” Ryan grinned.
I looked at Quinn’s grey eyes. “Come on. You didn’t ever send them dirty images like you sent me?”
I don’t kiss and tell, Dove,he winked.
“Bullshite! You told them everything you’d done to me.”
Ah, well. Now, everyone benefits from that.
Across the room, a wavering voice said, “Everyone would benefit knowing they can come from just your magic, Peace.”
I turned. Declan was peering at us with bleary eyes. “Are you naked, wife?” he asked, squinting.
“Yes.”
“Sard it. Get over here so I can see.”
I laughed and walked over. When I bent to check on him, Ryan groaned.
“That ass!”
“Get over here and spank it, why don’t you?” I winked back at him.
At that, they all moaned.
I rolled my eyes and leaned forward to feel Declan’s forehead. “Are you feeling okay? Need anything?”
“Yes. Come closer,” Declan breathed.
I leaned down. And that’s when Declan’s arms scooped me up. His hands wrapped around my back and he rolled me so I was flat on the floor. He mounted me and pinned me down. Then he slid down my body until he laid spread out across my lower body, his head resting on one of my thighs. He locked his arms around one of my legs, his legs around the other. “Now, don’t move,” he ordered.
“What are you doing?” I asked.
“I’m a human chase titty … a human chassity … you know what I mean—belt.”
Declan swallowed, and made a huge effort to speak slowly and clearly. His eyes bugged out as he said, “No way I’m gonna let these sarding beardsplitters in there when I can’t. Ughh … my stomach did not like that move.”
“Declan!” Shock and awe rocked me to the core. Sweet Declan had gone insane. And dirty. Was he into the group thing? I didn’t even know if I was into the group thing.
“Sard off, Dec!” Ryan came over and gave him a tap with his foot.
“No,” Declan snuggled in stronger. “She can get you off with her power like she did me. That’s it. Then, we’re getting married. And we’re doing it all together. Fair and square.”
