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But the walls around me are unfamiliar, yet not.
I start to push up.
“Don’t move so fast,” comes a panicked voice at my side.
I turn my head.
Onyx sits in a narrow chair, her body fully clothed in tight jean shorts and a feminine white top. Her dark hair is pulled up in a disheveled ponytail at the back of her neck, leaving pretty strands to frame her face.
A new kind of heat fills me, warming my gut and making my body tighten.
She climbs from the chair and kneels at my side, her amber eyes wide, worried. “How do you feel? Do I need to get Gage?”
Gage?
No. I need her to take her clothes off and straddle my …
“Caine?” she pales in the dark. “Love, answer me, please.”
My hand raises and I stroke her cheek. She lets out a shuddering breath. “Clothes off, Onyx,” I manage.
Her amber eyes darken, but she doesn’t move. “Caine …”
I lean up and the sheet bunches at my waist, the material tenting from my need to have her. “Off, Onyx.”
She pulls away from me. “Gage?” she yells.
The door to the room opens and light spills in. Though it pierces my eyes, that isn’t why I growl as Onyx moves away from the bed.
Gage steps inside, Ruin, Tanner, and Horan tight on his heels.
I lay on my elbows, unabashedly fine with them knowing just how much I want her. “Get out or stay and watch,” I rumble. “Doesn’t matter to me in the slightest.”
The Fire Fae sits on the edge of the bed. He lifts my wrist without a word, his scalding fingers nearly the same temperature as my skin. “Pulse is normal,” he mutters after a beat.
There is a blinding light and I hiss as he checks my pupils.
He forces me down with a surprisingly strong hand. “Lay still.”
Rolling my eyes, I do as he commands. Anything to speed whatever this is along so I can take Onyx.
He palpates my body with sure hands. No one says a word, but Onyx paces restlessly by the bed as I watch her with a predator’s focus. I don’t miss her shiver every time her eyes meet mine. But I indulge her worry.
She will come to me easier if she is assured I am well.
Gage finally leans back. “Any heat? Pain?”
I pointedly glance at my cock where it now rests against my taut stomach. “No. Not especially.”
His eyebrow raise is all wry amusement.
“Now, leave,” I command.
Ruin snorts. “You nearly die, then spend two days screaming, and suddenly you’re just fine?”
My head cants. “I don’t have a clue what you’re talking about, but I am rather ravenous. So, once again, get out or stay and watch.”
His moonlit face flushes. “You’re cranky as fuck when you’re hungry.”
