Chapter 7

CHAPTER SEVEN

WYNVAIL

I snorted at the pleading look Wane shot me over the arch of his wing, the whites of his eyes showing.

"Surely you remember how to take care of your mate," I drawled, approaching where Haley slept in our bed. She'd passed out an hour ago, too exhausted to make it to the New Year's countdown. But now she writhed in her sleep, letting out needy little moans, and the bond was roaring with her need.

"Wane," she whined, her hips shifting.

"Fuck—" Wane hissed, stiffening to throw a glare at me from where he stood beside the bed, his wings and body rigid. "She had Kaida four weeks ago. It's too soon."

I rolled my eyes, a smirk hooking the corner of my mouth. "For a dick, sure," I agreed slowly. "But you can feel how badly she needs to come. And she called your name…"

I knew he was terrified to hurt her, but he also had a dark streak of dominance and control, and clearly Haley was dreaming of that right now. I bet her dreams were full of filth. She must have been dripping all over our bed.

"If you don't do something about it," Harvey said, startling the fuck out of me by appearing in the doorway with his arms crossed over his tight shirt, "I will."

Wane growled low in his throat, snapping his wings tight to his back. Shadows flickered from his shoulders. "She's calling for me," he said firmly.

Harvey just propped himself against the door frame and raised an eyebrow. "Don't leave her waiting, then. The bond's making me so horny my cock could cut fucking diamond."

I snorted. I knew the feeling.

When Wane hesitated, still afraid to hurt her, I rolled my eyes and approached the bed. I swore her need flared, sucker punching me in the soul as I hooked my fingers into her thick wool leggings, sliding them gently down her legs and delicately guiding them over her feet. She stirred when I pulled her underwear down, baring her pussy—soaked and swollen, enticingly pink. I couldn't resist bending my head and laying a kiss on her, but I had to force myself to draw back. It was a show of how much I fucking loved this woman that I didn't give into my selfish need to devour her pussy.

She'd called for Wane, so she'd have Wane.

I skimmed two fingers either side of her pussy and scissored them, baring her for Wane. "Look," I told him. "She's dripping for you."

"Move," he growled, shadows moving through his eyes and his voice lower, gruff.

I stepped back with a smirk, my job done. But I didn't go too far; I still wanted a front row seat to our mate's pleasure.

"Do you ever think…" Harvey began, hushed and low beside me, but he shook his head.

"What?" I pressed, frowning at him, an arrow of worry going through my chest. Did he think she only wanted Wane and him?

If Haley knew I had doubts like that, she'd give me a swift kick up my ass, but I couldn't escape the fact I'd met this family because I'd been sent to kill them. But that wasn't what Harvey said.

His throat bobbed and he murmured, "Do you ever think this isn't happening? I keep seeing this … this prison thing and feeling absolute fucking terror as we fall to our deaths." He shook his head, messing up his already messy brown hair. "I can't explain it."

"I'm sure it's nothing," I replied, but it gnawed at me, and I couldn't cast the word prison from my mind so easily.

But when Haley came awake with a deep moan, my balls tightened, a deep throb of need and pleasure went through my cock, and I forgot all about those unsettling thoughts.

"Eyes on me," Wane ordered, his voice a strange mix of calm and commanding that made Haley shudder, the pleasure squeezing her cunt reaching me through the bond. I bit back a groan. It was going to be another night of me stroking my dick in the shower, coming to the thought of my sexy mate on her knees for me.

Like a moth to a flame, I padded closer to the bed until I had a better view of Wane's lips wrapped around her clit. When her back arched, I curled my hands into fists, so turned on it hurt.

"Touch me," she groaned, her eyes heavy lidded and her skin flushed pink. "Wyn, Harvey, please. I need all of you."

It was embarrassing how fast I moved, crawling onto the bed to draw my hands up her stomach, pushing up the loose shirt she wore to make breastfeeding easier. I kissed every beautiful inch of her, and didn't let her shrink away from me, covering her in adoration and kisses until her self-consciousness about her soft belly faded, melting into pleasure.

Fuck, she was stunning. Beyond beautiful. This was the body that carried Kaida, the woman that gave me a daughter. I loved her with every bit of my aching heart.

A groan shook the back of my throat when I stroked over her boobs, keeping my touch gentle because I knew how tender they were. When a drop of milk beaded, my stare latched onto it with a dark obsession that tightened my gut.

"Oh fuck," Haley choked out, her hips writhing as Wane's tongue flicked over her pussy. She was so wet I heard every lick, and even though I wanted to see, I couldn't take my eyes off her nipple.

Mine, a covetous voice growled, and I closed my mouth around her tit, swirling my tongue to catch that drop of milk. My hips kicked against the bed, my cock so hard it throbbed in the confines of my pants, and I lost my goddamn mind. This was hotter than it had any right to be, especially when Haley whined my name, her hips writhing faster, with greater desperation. She was close.

"Give me a kiss, Sugarplum," Harvey asked gutturally, almost pleading as he pressed close, me on her right, Harvey on her left, and Wane between her thighs with her legs thrown over his shoulder as he ate her with rapid, growling licks.

"Shit," Haley gasped, her head thrown back, her soul a live wire. "Oh, fuck. Oh, gods."

Gods…

My brow furrowed, a vision swirling through my mind like a plume of shadow. There was a bearded man, haggard and sad, and somehow, I knew he was Apollo. In another plume there was … Hades. He reached into darkness and pulled me back to life.

What the fuck…?

"I'm gonna—" Haley choked out, yanking me firmly back to the present.

She was glorious when she came, her hips shuddering, head thrown back with her eyes screwed shut, her mouth open on gasping cries that drove me fucking wild.

Harvey slammed his mouth back into hers, stealing another kiss, and when Haley's fingers found my arm, squeezing so hard she'd leave marks, I directed my focus back to where it belonged: her.

We gave her two more orgasms, one for each of us, but I couldn't shake the feeling of unease crashing through my chest with every heartbeat, and I couldn't forget those visions.

Visions I knew couldn't have happened, because we'd never been in a prison, never met Apollo, and I'd never died, so how could Hades have brought me back to life?

I snagged Harvey when we left our mate for another nap and said, "You're right." I hated myself for it, but I needed to say it out loud. "Something is wrong. I don't think this is happening, either."

But I didn't want to give up this life when it had treated me so well. All I'd ever wanted was a place to belong, to feel safe, and a family who loved me, who I could devote all of myself to in return.

I had that now, here.

Would I really be stupid enough to give it up?