Page 54 of Essa

Once Adam finishes with my hair, I'll get them painted, and we can move on with the rest of our day. This is what our life would've been like here on Haven III. It would've been bearable with them here, but I'm glad it won't be our life for very long.

There are only a few days until Niivi and Iddis are to be married, and then we can return to the Jolly Folly. My eyes snap open, realizing I haven't messaged anyone to let them know we're okay. I jerk so fast that it wakes Seth, who sits up quickly,hands bunched into fists in front of him, and his body tense like he's ready to fight.

I hate that either of them has these reflexes, and I make a mental note to return to planning a way to find out where they were kept on Earth and convincing Phial to let me use some of his explosives to blow it up. Surely, the human government won't care about criminals being blown up, and if we're smart enough, we won't even be caught.

Sneak in, blow it up, sneak out. Easy peasy.

"Calm." I run my fingers through Seth's hair, down his neck, until my nails scrape down his back. Little bumps pop up on his skin, all the way down his arms, as he shivers at the touch. His body responds to me so easily, and he relaxes from his worry.

"Would you mind handing me my comm? I need to message Phial about something."

I don't tell him that the something is asking him about his explosives. It's a two-for-one. I can ask Phial about his hidden stashes and let the crew know that we are doing fine on Haven III and they don't need to scheme some sort of plan to save us.

Knowing the crew, they've probably already gotten my whiteboard out of my room and have planned something. Something stupid, but still something.

"How much longer is her hair going to be?" Seth asks as he lies back down in my lap, this time on his back so he can look up at me and Adam.

"It's done when it's done," Adam says.

I snort at his response, and Seth sends me a wink that tells me he's about to bother Adam even more. "Sounding a lot like the original right now."

"Exasperated by dumb questions being asked?" Adam asks in reply.

"I'm pretty sure Original Adam wouldn't have said they were dumb questions." Seth grins as he speaks knowing full well howmuch Adam doesn't like being compared to the male his DNA was derived from. Not because he has no respect for Original Adam, but because both of my males are their own person.

They've been created from the same DNA and might have the same memories up to a certain point, but they've made their own. They've endured things the originals didn't, and their relationship is definitely much different than Original Seth and Adam's relationship.

"Original Adam also had more patience than me and wouldn't take out his irritation on your ass," Adam says it all through clenched teeth because his default mood is angry no matter what, even when he's over here giving Seth an erection. "I think you like me better how I am now."

Seth reaches down to adjust himself in the loose-fitting pants I gave each of them to wear. Haven III is a warm planet, and although the palace is cooled, it can still get warm during midday. The fabric does nothing to conceal the growing stiffness in Seth's pants, and the way Adam presses himself closer to my back makes me hyperaware of his arousal as well.

Such weird foreplay these males are into. Bickering with one another to get blood into their cocks. Strange.

"What do you say, Essa?" Seth asks me, drawing my attention away from where he's moved on from adjusting himself and is now palming his length in slow, languid strokes through the black material. "Want Adam to take out his irritation on my ass?"

Adam finishes one of the braids as Seth speaks. He wastes no time in wrapping his fingers tight around the back of my neck and squeezing enough to get his point across that he wants me to bite him. Or maybe he wants to be in charge, but I don't want that right now. I want my sweet, complacent male.

My fangs descend at the thought, thrumming instantly with the drip of the small reserves of venom I've built back up sincelast night. It won't be enough to keep him soft and needy for long, but it'll give us both what we want.

"Oh, maybe not," Seth chuckles as he lifts himself off me.

I have to twist around to watch as he lunges for Adam, pressing his lips into the other man's and taking him down to the bed before Adam can register that he's being manipulated. Adam either enjoys it, is lost in his other partner, or wants things to continue as they are because he's quick to settle on his back, hand splayed on Seth's lower back as he kisses him.

I watch the two for long moments. I'd heard them many times in the room next to me. Yes, I might've also enjoyed listening in on them, even though I probably shouldn't have, considering I was breaching their privacy. That's neither here nor there.

I'm finding that I enjoy watching them probably as much as Adam enjoyed watching Seth and me last night. We're more alike than we would've ever guessed, and it revolves around our sweet red-headed center.

"Are you joining us or watching?" Seth asks when he breaks away from Adam's kisses long enough to speak.

Adam, of course, doesn't like it. He's growling and tugging Seth back to him before he gets his answer, but I don't second-guess his invitation. I'm pretty sure they want me with them even when they're with one another, but we haven't broached this yet. I don't want to overstep since they were with one another first.

I know inside that we're all equals in this now that they are mine, but they may feel differently. They didn't grow up with the same cultural norms as I did. For all I know, they might still see me as a stranger in the relationship, someone to enjoy one-on-one rather than together.

I don't know. Sloane has told me plenty of things she's done with her males, but she's much more open about her affectionsthan anyone I know. That and her males don't sleep with one another, so maybe it's different.

Even though I turn on the bed, adjusting the thin material that makes my skirt so I don't tangle in it, I don't try to join them any more than before. I don't know how. They each have only one mouth, so it's not like I can very well kiss one of them while they're kissing each other.

"Fuck's sake," Adam growls as his hand fists in Seth's hair and pushes him down his body. Seth resists for just a moment before kissing a trail down Adam's chest while pulling down his pants enough to free his erection.

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