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“Good girl,” Thorn purrs, and I cut a glare at him, even though my nipples pebble under my sleep shirt. He just gives me a shit-eating grin and a wink, taking the now empty glass and placing it next to the plate. Settling on the edge of the bed, he reaches for my breakfast.
Taking a piece of the eggy bread goodness, he brings it to my lips, and I roll my eyes at him.
“You have a feeding-me-from-your-hand kink,” I grumble, but take a bite of the bread, moaning at the salty yumminess asit rushes over my tongue. At least I’ve not lost my enjoyment of this, yet anyway.
“Yep, and I’m not ashamed,” he answers, waiting for me to finish my mouthful before bringing it back to my lips. “And to answer your earlier question, Chase is sorting some shit out with your new consultant, and Blade is looking at your treatment plan and medications.”
My forehead wrinkles. “New consultant? But I like Dr Tate. He’s been with me before and knows my history.” My hands get a bit sweaty, and I shift in the bed, a quiver in my stomach.
“Dr. Harrison has agreed to take your case,” Chase states as he strides into the room, looking unfairly hot in his usual button-up, the sleeves rolled to his elbows, and smart dress pants. “He’ll be here tomorrow morning. I’ve already arranged for your files to be transferred.”
My hands clench in my lap, my breakfast forgotten as I glare at him.
“You can’t just decide to change my doctor without consulting me, Chase. I was comfortable with Dr. Tate. I don’t even know who Dr. Harrison fucking is!” My chest is heaving, my blood boiling as anger washes over me.
Thorn sighs, placing the piece of bread on the plate in his lap, then takes my hand in his as Chase stares me down, his jaw working.
“Dr. Harrison is the best in his field, his success rate is exceptional, and he’s got some new treatments we could try. I won’t take any chances with your care, Star. You agreed that we could take over, look after you.” His shoulders slump as he comes towards the bed, crouching down so he’s more at my eye level. “Please, Star. This is what I know, how I take care of those I l…care about.”
My breath comes out on a shuddering sigh. “You should have spoken to me first. You can’t just come out of left field like that,Chase. Everything is so up in the air, so out of my control as it is. I need to not have the rug pulled from underneath me like that.”
He leans forward, his hand cupping my cheek and pulling me closer until our foreheads touch. My eyelids flutter closed, warmth enveloping my chest at the closeness, the touch grounding me and draining my anger away. “I’m sorry. I’ll talk things through in the future. Forgive me?”
“Forgiven,” I whisper, angling my head so that I can brush my lips against his. “Thank you for taking care of me, Chase. I really am grateful to not be alone in this.”
“No thanks needed, Star,” he replies, placing a soft kiss on my lips before pulling away and straightening up. “Now eat the rest of your breakfast, and Thorn will help you get ready. We have plans.”
With that, he leaves, and I blink. “What plans?” I ask Thorn, who gives me his signature cheeky grin.
“Guess you’ll have to do as Chase says and find out.”
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
“ALL I WANTED WAS YOU” BY EX HABIT
LUNA
Thorn feeds me the rest of my breakfast by hand, then waits while I have a shower, surprising me by not joining. Though I must confess my poor pussy is still a little sore from yesterday. I flush when I remember how we all lost ourselves in each other, the pleasure they gave me unlike anything I’d ever experienced before.
Sure, I was a bit of a loner throughout high school, but I still managed to lose my virginity and hook up with a couple of guys, also loners. They were never as dominant as I liked, as demanding as I craved, and the orgasms were okay, but not like the mind-altering ones I experienced with the triplets.
Thorn helps me to get dressed and holds my hand as we head downstairs, finding the others in the kitchen, a place they clearly like to hang out when not in the den.
“I was promised plans,” I declare as we walk in, and Blade comes up to me, a rare smile on his face as he pulls me intohis large arms, much to Thorn’s annoyance if the grumbles of discontent are any indication. Our parents are out for the day, so we can be a bit freer with not having to hide our relationship.
“Good morning, Goldilocks,” Blade rumbles in my ear, nuzzling his nose against my cheek and taking a deep inhale like he’s trying to breathe me in. “And we do have plans, don’t you worry your pretty little head about it.”
I let out a growl, not needing to be patronized, but he just laughs and pulls me tighter against his body, which is encased in his usual black combat pants and tight-fitting T-shirt.I’ll move in a minute,I think to myself, my hands clasping the front of his shirt as I snuggle into him. He’s just so warm, and I can feel it even through my sweatshirt.
I hate being so cold all the time, but my body struggles to maintain body temperature, especially given the lack of weight that would help keep me warm.
“Asshole,” I mutter, just so he knows that he can’t talk to me like that.
“Your asshole,” he replies, kissing the top of my head, and just like that, warmth explodes inside me.
“Right, I have your discharge instructions here from your last treatment,” Chase interjects, and I stay in Blade’s arms but turn my head so I’m looking at him as he sits at the island, like that morning after the party. Papers are strewn across the surface, and he picks one up, my chest tightening. “‘Mild nausea and fatigue are common side effects,’” he reads, and I scoff. Fucking understatement of the century.
“What they mean is your body will feel like it’s being turned inside out while simultaneously being filled with concrete.” Blade’s arms tighten around me, Chase giving me a pained look.
