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My face flushed with desire, I pulled away from Bellamy. I rubbed against his very hard length as I slipped off of his lap, and he groaned.

“I’ll remember this,” Bell grumbled as he adjusted himself.

“Well, good thing you have more than one option,” Lex replied as he dropped down next to him. “Let us help you with your little problem.”

“Little?” he asked, his brow lifting as Alastor sat on his other side.

They were devolving into an orgy, and I wanted nothing more than to join them. But Rai held out my phone for me, and I did the responsible thing and took it. I replied to Brook, letting her know where we were and to text when she reached the lobby.

When she said they would be here in twenty, I turned back to my guys, fingers linking with Raiden’s as I tugged him with me. “Twenty minutes. She will be here in twenty.”

CHAPTER 38

Bellamy

Even being an incubus, I was positive I had never had as much sex as I had since we formed our family of sorts. Was I complaining? No. It was an ethereal illusion I was actually living.

With Samantha’s friend, Brook, sitting in the room, I still wanted to pull Sam into my lap and distract her. It was bad, maybe something was wrong with me. Or maybe I was afraid of losing what I found and was attempting to soak in as much pleasure as possible in the little time we’ve had.

Either way, I had tuned out the conversation as I became hyper-fixated on the way Samantha brushed her pale blonde hair over her shoulder or the way her hands moved when she was explaining something. Every single movement I watched and filed away.

She glanced over at me, and a pretty flush colored her cheeks, reminding me of how she looked when she had an orgasm. I caught a fleeting thought that told me her mind had joined me in the gutter, and I smiled, allowing my gaze to flow from head to toe before I brought my eyes back to hers.

Brook looked between us, a brow raised. “Did you two have something you needed to do?” She laughed and looked at the guy standing by her side. He was a big dude and looked nothing like the last guy she brought with her. “What do you think, Kellan, do they need some privacy?”

He grunted out a half-snort, half-laugh but didn’t say a word.

“They are fine,” Rai replied, shooting me a look that very clearly said, knock it off. It was then I realized I was letting my scent flow freely. Oops. What could I say, Samantha did something to me.

“Right, well, as I was saying, if you all come to Fairy–”

“Fae, the Elysian Fields,” Kellan said, correcting her. She grinned.

“I know, marshmallow, I just like pushing your buttons,” she laughed. He glowered down at her, but there was a hint of warmth in the look, like he enjoyed her teasing. “Anyways, once you guys are there, and we make it to the portal room, I’m sure Caspian will know of a portal to Egypt.”

“Is it a long journey?” Alastor asked, breaking his silence.

She laughed again. “No, just down a few halls once we are in the house. I brought the tablet so we can use that to get to the field outside the house.”

She tugged the stone out of her small bag, and it sang a low song, lighting up in her hand.

Lex leaned forward, his arm slipping around Samantha as he did, and he eyed the portal maker. But he didn’t look surprised. She must have used it in front of them before.

She stood up and ran her fingers over the glowing symbols, and the humming of the music grew louder as a large door opened to reveal a sunlit field with a large home in the background. Brook gestured with her free hand at the space. “Go on.”

Sam looked between us before she stepped through. Lex snagged up the book he found the information in and followed right behind her. Raiden and Alastor next. I slowly unfolded from the couch, gave Brook and Kellan a nod, and stepped through with the others.

As soon as they followed, we headed for the house, Samantha and Brook leading the way. Lumi stepped out on the porch with a carbon copy of himself only dark. Like his shadow was peeled from his body and made another form. Sam had said he had a twin before. Then another man came out of the house, his hair was as bright as my skin was, and he was deeply tanned.

They each greeted Brook with a kiss, telling me they were her harem. At least I knew we could trust them. Although their minds were blank canvases that I couldn’t read, it didn’t make me wary like it would if I didn’t already know they were the good guys.

They brought us into a gaming room by the looks of it. A pool table was on the far end, already racked and ready for a game. A sofa and a few armchairs surround a large flat screen TV. Brook’s guys moved into the room, obviously comfortable in the space.

“You are going to face a God?” the carbon copy of Lumi asked. He leaned against the pool table, Kellan as still as a statue next to him, with the exception of the flipping of the dagger over his knuckles. “I trust you have a good plan? Because Brook will lose it if you die.” He pinned Sam with a familiar look, that said he cared about our girl, but he loved his more.

“We have a plan, Auberon,” she replied, crossing her arms and pressing her lips together. “And dying isn’t part of it. I’m pretty sure I faced more danger with you five.”

“What area do you need to go to in Egypt? We don’t have a lot of access points there. Fae don’t like the dryness of some of the desert areas.”

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