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His fist worked me into an almost painful orgasm as he found his own at the same time. When he finished, he didn't stay and make it awkward. He pushed away and strolled into the bathroom, the sound of the spray from the shower head hitting the wall the only sound between us.

There was a lot to unpack, but we would do it later.

CHAPTER 26

Samantha

Bellamy and Brook were gone, and the guys were strangely quiet when we returned to the penthouse. One look told me something happened between them. Maybe I should feel a pang of jealousy that all the attention wasn't on me, but I couldn't find it in me to have those feelings. I loved all of them, and if they found equal and different emotions with each other, then I wanted that for them too. But something told me Alastor and Lex had unfinished business, similar to Alastor and Bell.

Raiden was unaware, or maybe just not caring, of the heightened emotions, sprawled on the couch and tugged me into his lap. Ty had come with us. I really needed to keep an eye on him or he would do something stupid with his new-found powers.

"Where is the demon?" Raiden asked.

"He went out, he'll be back, he just needed some air," Lex replied, "And he has a name."

"Where is Brook?" I asked as I smacked Raiden's chest, giving him a look.

"She had to go back to Fae, said she might know how to help rescue the muse." Alastor picked up a face-down book from the table and flipped it over to the open page it had been on. "She found something on this page." He shrugged as he read through it.

"We learned some things from my mom," I said before I launched into the story of the prophecy from The Order's point of view. Ty listened with a rapt attention that told me it was the first time he heard any of this. At least I could truly trust him. Sadness tried to take hold, and I shoved it away. I was not sulking about my ruined family life or my mother's blood bond. There were things that were a million times more important right now. "The Order can not be trusted. We are on our own."

"Wait, let me get this straight—" Ty held up his hand, gesturing between us. "This was supposed to happen? You were supposed to end up with four guys and end the hunters?"

"I don't think it will be an end to hunters, but it will be the end of an original bloodline because our children will be rulers."

"Well, I'm never going to compete with that. Cool powers or not, my sister is going to be a freaking Queen." He slumped back in his chair. I smothered a laugh with my hand at his dramatics.

"Brook knows the headmaster at Brookview Academy. You could attend the magic school and learn everything there is to know about what you can do now."

"Oh no, I'm not going back to school." He crossed his arms. I didn't tell him what I already knew about the school, that if he became out of control, he wouldn't have a choice.

"Anyway, what did you guys get up to while we were gone?" I looked back at my guys, both of whom had slightly guilty looks. Raiden turned his head to study them with me. I licked my lips as I let them decide what to tell us.

Lex rubbed the back of his neck and glanced at Alastor. "We strengthened our bond," Alastor replied as he tugged his eyes back to me.

I laughed, a smile spreading across my face. "Good answer. Maybe we could take a break and do the same. I have a little tension." I rolled my shoulders, and Raiden's hands tightened on my waist, holding me in place.

I glanced back at him, and he leaned forward and nipped my neck. "I can help you with that," he whispered against my skin.

Humming, I linked my fingers with his and tugged him up. "Rai called dibs. You don't mind, do you?" I glanced at the guys as my brother covered his ears and groaned. "Ty, you might want to step out. Raiden likes me loud."

He gagged and stood up. "Seriously reconsidering this whole thing," Ty said, waving his hand between us.

Raiden laughed and pulled me into the bedroom. He backed me up until my legs hit the foot of the bed, and I tumbled backward. He crawled over me as I scooted up the soft surface. Nibbling along my collarbone, he pushed my shirt out of the way. His fingers ran over my stomach beneath the material as he removed it.

"Let's remove some tension," he murmured against my skin.

The warmth of his mouth moved over my flesh as he tugged on my pants, slipping them from my legs and tossing them to the ground. He hooked his finger beneath my panties and slowly followed the path they made to my feet as he pulled them down. Then he pressed ardent kisses along my calf and over my inner thigh. I watched his path with heavy lids, and he never broke eye contact, making it even hotter.

"When I taste you, I want you to tell me how much you enjoy it."

I tugged my lower lip between my teeth as anticipation filled me. He always made sure I was pleased before him, and he had a kink of making sure everyone heard it. It was a complete turn on, that was probably enhanced by my new love of public sex. His tongue dipped between my folds, and my head fell back to the pillows as a groan filtered up from my belly.

"Louder," he said, his warm breath against my fevered flesh making my nipples pebble. I ran my hand over my breast, rolling a tight peak between my fingers, enhancing the pleasure he had started, and let out a louder moan. His thumb circled my clit as he puffed against me, letting me feel the fire that was just beyond his throat.

"I want you inside me, Rai."

"Scream it, Sammy, for me."

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