36. Chapter Thirty-Six

Chapter Thirty-Six

Lexia

"It looks as if someone's grandmother with Dementia wrote this," Slate says, dropping the parchment to the table.

"Be careful with it," Ves scolds. "It is old."

"Well, so are you and I'm not careful with you," Lumen says, nudging Ves with his elbow. He only frowns in return, not getting the joke, while Slate scoffs.

"I am not a piece of paper," Ves finally says with a dismissive shake of his head.

"Thank the gods for that," Lumen adds, then gets up from the table.

"Have you figured it out then?" I ask. "Are we following this step by step, or is there some secret meaning behind it?"

"My guess is word for word," Slate says.

"Fine, then that's what we do. When do we leave? Anyone? No one?" I look between the three of them. "Okay, first thing in the morning it is," I declare, getting up and going to the bathroom. I need a hot shower. Who knows when the next time I'll get one is. Tomorrow, we travel to a forest with a name I can't pronounce, to find a tree that will lead us to Heaven. This may be one of the most normal things we've been tasked with so far. Or I'm just getting used to all the nonsense.

I stay in the shower for far too long. My skin is pink when I get out, the bathroom full of steam. With the towel wrapped around me, I go across the hall to the bedroom and close the door. Why I still do, with only my three mates in the house, I'm not sure. Habit, maybe.

I drop the towel and walk to the dresser. Before I can open it, hands are around my waist. I yelp, causing the person behind me to chuckle lowly. When I look down at the hands around me, I know it's Slate.

"Allow me to apologize?" he says in a sex-laced voice.

I can't say no to that.

I turn in his arms, giving him a smile that says go ahead.

He buries his face in my neck, inhaling deeply before nipping at my skin. I tilt my head, so he has more room. Slate kisses his way down between my breasts, slowly going lower and lower until he's on his knees and his mouth is between my legs. They go weak with his tongue lapping at my pussy, the pleasure coursing through me. I hold onto his head, digging my fingers through the long strands of his hair. When I nearly lose my balance, Slate lifts me up and tosses me onto the bed, going right back between my legs.

He gently sucks on my clit, lazily stroking with his tongue. It's so teasing, but so good. I keep my hand in his hair, loving how soft it is. My hips rock against his mouth, and he goes along with my movements.

"I'm close," I tell him.

He keeps doing exactly what he's doing, licking me slowly, savoring it. Enjoying it. The orgasm hits me hard, my hips lifting from the bed. He chases me with his mouth, not letting up.

Slate climbs up my body and kisses me. I reach for his pants, wanting more, but he shakes his head. I frown, raising a brow.

"I have thought so much of fucking you, but I need a favor."

"Odd thing to ask after what we just did," I say.

He smirks, leaning down to kiss me. "Get the shadow to let me fuck him."

I make a choked sound. "What?"

"Do you think he would prefer to fuck me?" Slate asks.

"I… I don't know. How am I supposed to do that?"

He shrugs a shoulder. "Tell him you want to watch. He'll do anything for you."

I chew on the inside of my lip, my gaze going to the door. Will Ves actually listen to me? We haven't had conversations about this relationship with the four of us and how it'll work sexually. Obviously they're all fine being with each other, but in what capacity? Will Ves be okay with letting Slate fuck him or would he prefer to fuck Slate? From the outside, I think he'd prefer to do the fucking.

"Tell him I like it rough."

"Do you?" I breathe out.

Slate grins, getting to his feet and going to the door. "I'll tell him you want to talk to him."

I've barely had a moment to think about this when Vesperon walks into the room.

"You wanted to see me?" he says as he stops by the bed. I'm fully naked, just lying here. Feels a little strange.

"Uh, yeah," I say, sitting up and pulling the blankets to me.

"Would you like to get clothing first?" he asks.

I shake my head, huffing out a laugh. "No, Ves, it's fine."

"Are you worried about tomorrow?"

"A little, but that's not what this is about."

"Then what is it about?" he asks patiently.

Asking Ves to do this could help their relationship a lot. It could also make it worse. Or it could do nothing if Ves refuses. But I won't know which way it will go until I ask. So, I need to put on my big girl panties… and ask.

"So, I had a thought," I say slowly, trying to figure out how I want to play this off. I don't want to trick Vesperon into doing this, but I also don't want to just tell him to do it. I need to sell it in a way that's going to make it appealing.

"Go on," he says, sitting on the bed by my feet.

"Well, since tomorrow is a big day, and we don't know what's going to happen, I was hoping we could all have a little fun tonight."

"As in a party?" His brow furrows.

Lord, this man is so innocent… yet not at the same time. How?

"No, Vesperon. In here."

"Oh," he says knowingly, his lips turning into a smile. "You want to be fucked by your mates?"

See, there it is. Innocent and evil, all in one.

My cheeks heat, but I nod.

"I will tell them." He gets to his feet, but I grab his wrist.

"Wait," I say. He stops and sits back down. "There is kind of one thing I was hoping to see…" His brow furrows again.

"What is that?"

I lick my lips, trying to figure out how to say this. Guess ripping it off like a bandage is the best way.

"Well, uhm, I think it would be really hot if you fucked Slate."

His brows shoot up, his lips parting. "You want me to fuck the grey?"

I roll my lips between my teeth, nodding. "I really do," I say.

And it's not even a lie. I do want to see that. I love seeing them together, and I do think with how they've been toward each other, watching them angrily fuck each other would be hot as hell.

"I do not think the grey would allow me—"

"Oh, he will," I say with a firm head nod.

"How do you know this?"

"We talked about it."

"When?"

"Just now, before he went to get you."

"He said he would be okay with me fucking him? Even though he does not like me."

I take Ves's hand. "Ves, we're all mates. All of us. We may not get along all the time, and clearly you and Slate have things to work out. But he doesn't not like you. Trust me, he said he wants this." I lean back. "And he said he wanted it rough."

His eyes widen again and he looks toward the door, as if he can't understand why.

"Okay," he says, getting to his feet and turning his gaze back to me. "I will fuck him, but on one condition."

"What's that?" I ask carefully.

"You and the radiant must watch the entire thing. No joining, no touching, only watching."

That sounds really freaking hot…

"Why?" I ask.

Vesperon leans down to kiss me.

"So I have witness of asserting my dominance over him, of course."