“You both belong to me,” she whispered.
“Always,” Jack sighed, his body going limp under her.
“Forever,” Mason agreed and wrapped his arms around her when she couldn’t hold herself up any longer.
They were still inside her, and her body wasn’t ready to let them go yet. “Stay,” she begged when Mason tried to pull free even as he held her against his chest.
“Anything you want,” he said, and stopped moving.
Her body hummed as the last of the orgasm ricocheted between the three of them. She was sure they would have many more moments of pleasure in the future, but they would never be as significant as this one.
“You’re a good gargoyle,” she praised with a smirk, letting her head fall back to rest on Mason’s chest.
“Hey, what about me?” Jack said. He tried to sound outraged but only managed amusement.
She made her overworked muscles give a last squeeze, making both Mason and Jack gasp.
“I’m good,” Jack said, his eyes rolling back. “We’re all good.”
He spoke only the truth.
Chapter 12
Jack
The moment the sun went down, Jack left the house to go looking for Skyler. As expected, he found her in the garden. The smell of oranges hung heavy in the warm summer night air from the grove beyond.
Skyler was kneeling next to a bed of lavender, her eyes closed, and her fingers sunk into the soil. Next to the lavender was a massive sage plant. He’d been amused when she’d talked to it like a child while pulling it from a small pot and planting it in the herb garden. She’d almost wanted to sleep out in the garden next to the tiny sage, but Mason reminded her that gargoyles needed their sleep, and he couldn’t sleep without her. The guilt worked. Skyler slept in a bed with them and the plant survived the night fine.
Jack would never get tired of watching her work in the garden or orchard. Unlike when he’d first met her, she’d filled out a little, and her skin had deepened into a darker golden tan. The haunted look was long gone, and her aura was bright and happy.
She was the picture of a content nymph.
Sensing him, she opened her eyes and looked up at him, a wide smile breaking out across her face. “The sun’s barely set.”
“I know, but with our bond, I’m stronger now,” he reminded her. “I can handle some errant rays.”
Pulling her hands from the soil, she dusted them off and stood. “Have you fed?”
Jack nodded. “A little while ago.”
Since their soul bonding, Jack noticed he didn’t need to consume as much blood and was more powerful. Being bonded to Skyler and Mason had changed him more than he expected. He knew a soul bond would center him, but he never expected to become so much stronger overnight. He could even resist the sun's rays for several seconds at a time. He’d found that out by accident when someone opened a door at their new house. He’d been standing in the wrong spot and full morning sun bathed his left hand. He’d pulled back right away, but that brief encounter should’ve left him burned and blistered. To his amazement, his hand was fine. Not even a sunburn!
It was good to know he had some immunity now, though he never wanted to test the full extent of his resistance.
When Skyler stepped close, he wrapped his arms around her. “I missed you.”
“I’ve only been out here a few hours,” Skyler countered.
Jack hugged her tighter and gave a dramatic sigh. “Hours, days, they're almost the same when I don’t have you in my arms.”
“Are we going to that book club thing or not?” Remy said, coming up behind Jack. “It’s a long drive to get to the Downward Dog so we need to leave soon if we’re going to be there on time.”
“That’s why I came out to get Skyler,” Jack said, turning to face Remy with Skyler still held in his arms.
She pretended to struggle. “Jack, let go.”
“Can’t,” Jack said. “I’m suffering from flock withdrawal and only you and Mason together can fix it.”