Chapter 29

CHAPTER 29

ELENNA

"Are you sure this is a good idea?" I asked.

The question was rhetorical. Aidan wouldn’t be doing it if he didn’t think it was. I’d never met anyone who was as stubborn and single-minded as he was. Which was saying something. Especially in comparison to Finley and Orion.

Aidan glanced at me. "Your ass needs more spanking?" He didn’t even attempt to keep his voice down. Or the smile from tugging at the corners of his mouth, in spite of the gravity of the situation.

"If this goes wrong, your ass is going to be the one spanked," I said tartly. "I also don’t make threats."

"Because you wouldn’t dare." He slipped his gun into the back of his pants and shot me a look.

I returned it, unflinching. He wasn’t scaring me now. Most of my fear was directed outside our apartment. Precisely in the direction of anyone named Fiorelli.

"Are you sure Elenna shouldn’t stay behind?" Finley asked. "I don’t like the idea of taking her into the lion’s den."

"I don’t either," Aidan said. "But I don’t want to leave her behind. Or you."

"There’s also the little matter of me not being willing to stay behind," I said. "If you try to leave without me, I’ll follow you. And you know you can’t tie me up to stop me from doing that, because if anything happens to you, I’ll be fucked."

Aidan rubbed the back of his neck. "I could ask Wren and Sinclair to watch over you."

"You don’t want anyone else involved in this," I pointed out. "The more people who know, the bigger the chance of this going wrong. I don’t want my friends involved anyway."

They were more than capable of taking care of themselves, but this was our shit. It didn’t need to be theirs too.

"We should put Elenna on the first plane to somewhere else," Orion said, his tone as dark as his expression. He hadn’t said much since Finley sucked him off, but didn’t seem to have any regrets. Right now, he was focused on getting this done.

"I’m pretty sure people would notice if you put me on a plane at gunpoint," I said dryly. "Which is what you’d have to do to get me on one."

There was no way in hell I was leaving Dusk Bay while all of this was going on. I’d rather be scared and know what was happening than safe and oblivious. And worried. Not to mention the fact the Fiorellis would wonder why I suddenly left. If I had nothing to hide, why run? Raising their suspicions could be a death warrant.

"I could arrange a private helicopter," Aidan said. He looked at me like he was planning to do just that.

"Or we could get this over with," I said. "We don’t have the time it would take to get a helicopter here."

"Don’t count on it," Finley said. "You’d be surprised how quickly Aidan and I can get something like that sorted. We have skills and contacts. Between us, we could get one here in," he glanced at his watch, "ten minutes."

"I’m still not getting on it," I said. "Besides, if you really wanted me gone, you would have either got me drunk or spiked my drinks and put me on an aircraft last night."

"Fuck," Aidan said softly. "But that’s the only flaw in my plan." He tangled his fingers in my hair and leaned over to kiss me. "Seriously, I thought about it, but you would have shot me in the dick when you woke up and returned."

"Exactly, I would have," I said. I wouldn’t, but I would have been pissed off.

If I was that drunk, or unconscious, I’d be vulnerable, and there was no way in hell Aidan would have put me in that situation. He had enemies only too happy to hurt me to get to him. Some wouldn’t hesitate to use me in any way they could. And record every second to taunt him and drive him to do something rash.

"If Aidan has no dick, then there’s more pussy for Orion and me," Finley said with a grin.

"Don’t make me shoot you in the balls," Aidan told him. "I’d hate to waste a bullet."

"Sure you would." Finley grinned broader. "The truth is, you like me too much to do that. Besides, Elenna would miss my balls. Orion too." He glanced towards him, but not with pressure to agree. He simply seemed curious about Orion’s response.

Orion might have agreed on the inside, but on the outside his expression gave away nothing. Not agreement, not disagreement. Little more than a passing interest in the conversation. He was as focused now as he was on the ice, his body tense and ready.

"I’d miss your balls," I told him, as much to soothe his ego as to take his attention from Orion before the situation became awkward. "They’re some of my favourite balls."

"Along with pool balls," Finley said jokingly. "I owe you a rematch sometimes."

"You owe my pussy some orgasms," I retorted.

"I’m happy to deliver as many as you can take the moment we’re done here." He nudged Aidan over with his shoulder, then kissed me.

"I’ll take all of them." I kissed him back, then pulled away from both of them to walk over to Orion. I placed a hand on his muscular bicep, which was threatening to break the seams of his black T-shirt. His skin was so warm he was almost hot to the touch. No wonder he wore a T-shirt while the rest of us were dressed in a couple of heavier layers.

"From you as well. Are you okay?" I looked up at him. He was so panty meltingly hot, he still took my breath away every time I looked at him. Sometimes I wondered if he was actually real. How could anyone as good-looking as him actually exist? Not only exist, but be into me?

"Hunky-dory," he said. "I eat Fiorellis for breakfast and spit out their bones." His words were light, but his expression and tone were as dark as his eyes.

"If anyone could spit out bones, it’s you three," I said.

"I prefer to eat the bones," Finley said. "It’s good for the digestive system." He patted his flat stomach.

I would have made a joke about eating bones, or sucking them, but it might fall flat right now. Not to mention remembering him with his mouth around Orion’s cock, then sharing his cum with me would make me hot and wet.

Too late.

All of us together like that, it was intense and wonderful. We let go of most of our inhibitions and embraced each other and our intimate desires. We trusted each other enough that we could start to let go. We could touch and be touched, watch and be watched. No one was excluded. Everyone was respected and cared for. Everyone’s needs were met. Everyone was free to explore and learn about themselves and each other. There was something incredibly special about every moment of it. Something just for all of us.

"The sooner we go, the sooner Finley can be shitting out Fiorellis," Aidan said.

"Hell yeah." Finley offered his fist to Aidan to bump. "Let’s hope they don’t give me indigestion first."

"Take some antacid with us." Aidan checked his gun was still in place. "Better yet, a gun."

"I have one of those." Finley tapped a hand where his was hidden under his Demons hoodie. He was making no effort to hide who he was. As if anyone would mistake the gorgeous redhead for anyone else. There weren’t many red haired Irishmen associated with the Dusk Bay Demons hockey team. Or any other of the teams, for that matter. Just one and he was mine. Ours.

Aidan glanced over at Orion, who nodded.

"I’m ready." He waved a hand vaguely towards his gun. "But I’d like a minute or two alone with Elenna first." Before they could argue, he grabbed me just above the elbow and drew me into his room.

"If you’re going to fuck, make it quick," Finley said. He sounded like he was laughing as he said it.

Orion rolled his eyes and didn’t bother to close the door behind us. "I wish that was what I brought you in here for." He glanced down at the floor.

"Me too." I spoke lightly, but frowned at the same time. "Why do I get the feeling this is much more serious?"

Like so often, I couldn’t tell what he was thinking. He seemed slightly more wound up and on edge than usual. Not surprising, under the circumstances, but this was Orion. He was always in control of himself. Almost always.

He looked back up. "Because it is. If I don’t make it through the rest of today?—"

"You will," I said firmly. "If you don’t, I’ll haunt you. It won’t matter if you’re dead and I’m alive, I’ll find a way. I’ll have your remains put into a puck so everyone can smack the shit out of you until the end of time. I’ll even make sure they all put their sticks into the toilet first. One that hasn’t been flushed."

That was literally the most disgusting thing I could think of. Not the part about the puck. Knowing humanity, that was a thing already. Something hockey obsessed people opted to do after they died. Whatever, I wasn’t going to judge.

He surprised me by smiling. "Except for the toilet bit, that sounds pretty sick to me. I’d spend forever on the ice."

I grimaced at him. "Leave it to a guy to see an upside to a threat like that. Don’t tell me, you want people to beat the shit out of you."

He shrugged. "Nothing I wouldn’t deserve."

I placed my hands on his firm chest. "You don’t deserve that. I don’t believe that for a minute. But still, don’t die, because I might be tempted to do it to piss you off."

He closed his hands around my forearms. "I’m leaving you my cabin," he said. "If anything happens to me, I wanted you to know, it’s all yours."

I blinked. "You don’t have to?—"

"I want to," he interrupted. "That night up there with you was one of the best nights I’ve ever had. Thebest. You reminded me life doesn’t have to be a non-stop shit show. It can be fun sometimes. I intend to come back here when all of this is over and take you up there again for longer. But if I can’t, it’s yours and I want you to go up there and enjoy it. If you want to take those two degenerates, it’s up to you, but have fun there."

"Orion—"

He placed a finger against my lips.

"Promise me. If anything happens to me, you’ll go up there and toboggan your cute little ass off. And laugh. Toast marshmallows over the fire, fuck on the rug, whatever. Promise?"

After he lowered his finger, I exhaled. "Okay, I promise. But you have to promise to try really, really hard not to die."

He smiled again. Twice in as many minutes. That must be some kind of record.

"I will try as hard as I can not to die. I have other plans that include me, you and lots of orgasms."

"Funny, I have the same plan." I stood on my toes and kissed him slowly, deeply. My heart ached at the idea of going to his cabin without him. However sweet the gesture was, I’d much rather have him in my life than knowing I own a piece of property. Even one that came with a cool, red toboggan.

When this was over, I wanted all of us to go up there and have fun. Could we all fit in the toboggan? I didn’t know, but we’d have a shit ton of fun trying.