Page 49 of Hopeless Realm
“You’re making her nervous, Bekka, stop.” Ryder pushes off from the floor and tangles his fingers through mine.
My gaze trails down to the simple connection of his hand and mine.
Does she know I’m with all three of them? Did Darrio and Daxdyn mention that little detail during the telepathic conversations?
A million replies tumble through my mind but none of them feel right.
The kitchen feels small with us all so close. A worn table with a dozen mismatched chairs seated around it fills the room and we’re all crowded around it.
To my surprise, a woman identical to Bekka pushes past her, probably to see what the gods delivered.
They’re twins.
Another woman trails after her and my lips part as she pauses next to Bekka.
Correction, they’re triplets.
The third woman’s eyes lock on mine before narrowing into thin, speculating slits. Her dark hair’s short, angled along her sharp features.
“She doesn’t look like an angel. Are the gods shopping in the discount section for gifts now?” Her lips tip up in a sneering smile.
My mouth parts with a reply but there’s just too much going on right now.
And to my astounding amazement, Rahston pulls his hands from Bekka and pushes his palm down the other woman’s arm. His lips press to hers quickly before kissing the other woman on the cheek. He’s throwing around affection like confetti and I can’t seem to keep up.
“I’m going to give you guys some space. It feels … ” Rahston’s dark eyes drift around the room for only a second. “It’s awkward as fuck in here.”
He gives me another smile as he pulls away from the third woman he’s kissed in the last two minutes.
What the hell is happening right now?
“Good to have you guys back,” he tells Ryder as he claps him on his shoulder and steps past us out the door.
Ryder gives me a side glance with a cocky grin that makes me want to punch him. Daxdyn chuckles to himself and even Darrio looks pleased with their little surprise.
Could any of them have prepared me for this even a little bit?
Assholes.
Chapter Fifteen
The Armed Seven
Ryder follows the triplets into the living room where the four of them keep peeking back at me as they whisper among themselves.
My arms fold across my chest until Daxdyn pulls me against him. His palms push low against my back.
“You look exhausted,” he whispers before skimming his lips against mine.
This day feels endless. A stinging ache fills my chest as I realize how much I’ve missed him. I haven’t had much time to consider how much I missed both of them. He pulls away but my fingers tangle through his hair and I pull him back to me with a deep kiss that makes him bow into my body.
His tongue sweeps across mine slowly as he groans against my lips.
“Are you guys seriously going to fuck right here and now?” Darrio’s rumbling whisper makes me smile and I release my hold on Daxdyn. Kissing him slowly before pulling back.
Hooded eyes stare down into mine. They’re storming with magic that I feel sweeping through my body like a hurricane. The dark gray in them is alive, sparkling and fuming with a lighter color that circles like smoke through his vision.
“Judging by all the beautiful kids I just counted, I’d say I’m not the first person to be turned on in this house, Rio.” I shoot a teasing look at him.
