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As my own orgasm subsides, I open my eyes to watch as Willow cums gloriously around the handle of my scythe. Her body rocks, her mouth never letting me go. Absentmindedly, I caress her face as she chokes on my seed in the midst of her orgasm.

When she collapses on top of me, breathing heavily, Theo places my scythe onto the ground like a man who knows his way around a dangerous tool and leans forward to kiss her ass.

“Amazing, Willow,” he murmurs.

Willow wiggles her butt. “Ready to join Brock and I on cloud nine?”

Theo shakes his head, taking a seat on the floor by her feet as he does.

“Next time,” he promises. “This was to prove that the two of us can share you.”

“Hmm… you definitely showed me.” Willow chuckles. “I can’t wait to see what the six of us can do together.”

I half groan, half laugh as I think about adding to this mix.

“We’re going to split you in half, baby girl.”

“It’s a threat I’ve heard before, yet here I am.” Willow lifts her head to meet my gaze. “But I suppose we’ll see, won’t we?”

I think I just fell more in love with Willow.

Chapter24

VIKTOR

Iduck and jump as Jonah’s tail whips around to take me out.

The man’s laughter as his tail nearly connects with my face is manic and wild. It matches the excitement in his eyes. He turns again, his tail going low, trying to catch my ankles. I leap over it, before lunging for him and tackling him to the ground.

“Oof!”

I roll off of him with a chuckle, “I told you not to get too wrapped up in your offensive maneuvers. You should have seen that coming.”

“Yeah, trust me, I saw the wall of muscle. I just couldn’t move fast enough.” Jonah rolls onto his stomach where he gasps for air before pushing up to his knees. I get to my feet and offer him my hand.

“You’ll get there.”

Jonah rolls his eyes. “Stop being nice, it’s weirding me out.”

“I didn’t say you’ll get there soon.” I laugh despite myself. “Hell, with the way you move, I swear a toddler could best you in just about anything.”

Jonah snorts in amusement. “There’s the Viktor I know.”

“While that may or may not be true,” Kwil drawls from the sidelines, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed over his chest, “Jonah, you’re still doing betterwithouta weapon in your hand. It was a good suggestion on Theodon’s part to see how you’ll do without something you need technical training for.”

Speaking of Theodon, his grunt echoes in the training room, pulling the attention of the three of us in that direction. There in the second ring, he and Brock are going head-to-head. Or rather, hand to hand. The two of them have been working together all morning. Ever since Brock showed up at our apartment door early this morning, ready to work with us, Theodon’s been testing him. Before last evening, I would have bet money Theodon was pushing Brock hard just to watch the guy fail. But something shifted last night. While Brock’s friends tended to the spirits that Willow pulled into this realm and eliminated the flying eel known as a Purcian, I’d lost sight of Theodon. It wasn’t until I heard Willow’s cries of passion that I realized the two men must have put aside their differences.

Their reconciliation couldn’t come at a better time.

The six of us had just stepped into the sand on the beach this morning when Death showed up and demanded Willow’s presence in his office at once. His thunderous expression quelled any protest Willow may have made.

They haven’t been back since. It’s well after lunch and Theodon has us still working on fighting techniques. I can tell, despite Jonah’s excitement to try to best one of us, he’s definitely not in shape. Not like the rest of us.

“Do they teach reapers how to fight?” I ask no one in particular as I watch the two of them battle it out.

Yes.

I jump at the sound of Death’s voice behind me. Kwil, Jonah, and I whirl as one to find Willow’s father standing there a few feet behind us, his hands clasped behind his back and watching Theodon and Brock with interest.

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