Page 18 of Bliss: Part 2
He finally slowed, the grin still on his face. I caught his wrists, making sure he didn’t go for my waist again.
“You think you can just sneak into my bed, wake me up, and refuse to talk without consequences?” he asked, still teasing. He freed one hand, cupped my cheek, and kissed my forehead. “Tell me what’s on your mind.”
He shifted, leaning back against the headboard. His arm stayed around me, guiding me against his side, while his other hand rested on my thigh and pulled my leg over his lap.
I let my cheek rest against his shoulder. My breathing finally slowed.
“I told Dad and Odin that I want to have sex with them,” I blurted out.
I felt the change in his body immediately. He went still, except for his fingers lightly brushing my thigh.
I didn’t rush him. I knew the reaction was coming.
When he finally spoke, his voice was quiet. “Because you think it’ll help you deal with everything?”
I nodded. “It does with you and the others. I don’t know how to explain it without it sounding wrong. But I know I need them the way I need you guys. Maybe that’s selfish. But it’s what I want.”
He looked down at his hand on my leg, his jaw tight.
“Shit,” he muttered, rubbing his face with his hand. “Okay.”
“Would that cross a line for you?” I asked. His discomfort was subtle, but it was there.
His hand dropped back to my thigh as he gave a small shrug. “It’ll be weird, seeing my dad do that with you. But if it’s what you need, and they’re okay with it…”
“Dad said we need to let it happen naturally. So maybe it won’t ever happen.”
Dash let out a dry laugh. “No. It’ll happen. They’d do anything for you. They’ll give in eventually.”
“You think so?”
“Yeah.”
We sat there in silence for a moment. I watched his face until a small laugh slipped out of me. “We’re sick.”
“That’s debatable,” he said, his own laugh breaking through. “Thank God none of this leaves the house. We’d be dead if it did.”
I touched his cheek lightly. “That’s what makes us different. Our family. The way we love each other. I don’t think I could’ve made it through without you guys.”
Dash nodded. “I think we’d still be this close even without the other stuff. We’ve always been this way. The sex just…happened.”
“Are you saying it was a mistake?”
“No, Lissy. That’s definitely not what I’m saying. You know I’ve always loved you differently before the others even thought about it.” He lifted his hand and cupped the side of my head, brushing his fingers through my hair. “I’m just stating facts. No harm in that. I just needed to say it out loud for once.”
“Okay.” I searched his face. “So you’re not mad?”
“No. I just need a second to picture my dad—and yours—fucking…” He stopped himself.
“When you put it like that, it sounds wrong,” I said.
“Because in a way, it is,” he replied. “But we’re all choosing this. We do it because we love each other. Because it keeps us together.”
“I know.”
We were silent again, just taking in everything we just said to each other.
“Don’t worry,” he said eventually, squeezing my leg gently. “We’re all here. Always.”
