17

After the run, I did hang out with Teddy and Spike for a while so they had a chance to be out of their pens. Dinner was over by then and I wouldn’t have gone anyways. Instead, I took a long hot shower and debated ordering food. I didn’t want to work even if I’d gotten a huge infusion of magic from spending time with their familiars.

I just wanted… I had no idea. I felt completely lost.

A knock on the door snapped me from my spinning out and made me realize I was sitting on my bed in my towel and staring at the wall. I pushed to my feet with a sigh and went to the peephole. “Yes?”

“Hey, it’s me, Bev,” Kelton said gently. “Can I come in?”

“Um, maybe another time.” I let my forehead thump against the door. “I’m not—”

“Please? I’m worried about you, about—please let me in.”

I caved, his shaky voice and tone hurting my heart. I unlocked the door and hid behind it as I let him in. “I was trying to tell you I just got out of the shower and needed to—”

His lips on mine silenced me. He cupped my face and buried his fingers in my tangled wet hair. “I can’t take this distance growing, Bev. I know I messed up and you’re going through too much, but I want to be the one who stands with you and helps, not who you keep pushing away.” He swallowed loudly and met my gaze. “Let me help you, my goddess.”

“I don’t—that’s not—”

He moved his fingers over my mouth. “Please don’t lie to me. It was wrong of Link to bust you in a group, but I was already wondering too. I won’t push you, but I didn’t want to hide I believed you were one.” He brushed his lips over mine again. “Let me see the mark, Bev. I’ll do better and listen. Show me your mark, my goddess.”

I shivered, his voice heavy with desire and at the edge of begging. I licked my lips and realized what I wanted more than anything. “Then get on your knees and worship me. You’ll see it then.”

His eyes flashed shock, but he dropped right there without hesitation. “I get to taste you?”

I nodded, undoing the towel and letting it drop to the floor. “Is this what you wanted? What you’d beg for?”

“Fuck yes,” he hissed as he stared over my body. “You are so worthy of being a goddess, Bev.” He moved his hands to my thighs and ran them up my body, easily able to reach my breasts. “ Fuck . They feel better than I dreamed. They’re perfect and so are you.”

I moaned as he brought his lips to my body, licking slowly and teasing my clit. My fingers tangled in his shaggy chocolate brown hair, and I held him to me as I pressed closer for more.

He moaned in response and teased my nipples until I was seconds from finishing. They were so, so sensitive, and I realized the date and my period would be soon. It upped everything to a higher level and faster, him kneeling before setting me off in a way I hadn’t thought I’d want.

I came hard, rubbing it all over his mouth and face in a way he clearly enjoyed.

He looked like he might have kept going but then did a double take when he saw the light flash under my skin and the symbol of Hecate appear on the lowest part of my stomach. His hand shook as he lowered it from my breast and touched the mark on my body. “You’re really a goddess.”

I looked away, not able to handle whatever I might see in his eyes. I wasn’t ready for what he did next though and yelped when he lifted me under my ass and brought me over to the bed. I blinked up at him as he knelt between my legs and touched the symbol.

“You just found out, didn’t you?” he said gently. “I can feel the fear coming off of you and—”

A banging on the door interrupted him. “Bevin, are you okay? Why are you scared?” Nigel demanded.

Talk about bad timing. I stared up at Kelton, about to open my mouth to say something when he knocked again.

“What was that noise? I brought you dinner. Answer the door.”

“This was our moment,” Kelton growled as he stood and went for the door. He cracked it open before I could say anything but was careful so I couldn’t be seen. “She’s fine. Thank you for worrying, but I’m here.”

“Why is she scared with you here?” Nigel threw right back. “I want to see her.”

“Fine,” Kelton sighed as if understanding why he wouldn’t back down. “Just give her a minute to—”

Except he didn’t, muscling open the door, clearly stronger than Kelton or he wasn’t ready for it. I yelped as Nigel stepped in the room and scrambled to try and cover myself with the comforter.

His eyes went wide, but then he was kind and quickly looked at the ceiling. “I’m so, so sorry, Bevin.”

“Idiot,” Kelton hissed, quickly closing the door before anyone came down the hall and saw me naked on my bed with two men there. “You saw her, get out.”

“Not yet,” Nigel muttered. “You covered?”

“Yes,” I mumbled, having quickly pulled the comforter up and over me so I was wrapped a bit like a burrito.

He slowly lowered his head before moving to my desk and setting down the bag of food he’d brought. Then he came over towards me and knelt next to the bed.

“Hey, that’s—” Kelton started to say.

“I saw the mark,” Nigel breathed, making both of us freeze as he nodded. “This is great, Bevin.”

“What?” I gasped.

“You don’t have to choose. We can all be yours.” He frowned when I shook my head. “So you don’t like me.”

“No, that’s not it, Nigel,” I whispered. “It’s not that simple. This is… It’s complicated and—”

“I wouldn’t ever tell,” Nigel swore to me.

I swallowed loudly. “Look, I don’t know what you think you saw, but—”

“I saw Hecate’s mark on your stomach, Bevin.”

“You didn’t.” I sighed when he gave me a look he wasn’t going to buy it and took the chance it was already gone, trying to be discrete as I showed him my stomach. He got to see way more but yeah, that wasn’t an easy area to only show right then.

“So it disappears again?” he whispered as he studied my stomach closely, swallowing loudly as he looked lower.

Fuck. I quickly moved the comforter back and tried to figure out what to do.

“Enough. She said it wasn’t there,” Kelton growled, finally snapping out of whatever and jumping in. “You need to go.”

“Only if she wants me to,” Nigel argued, not even sparing him a glance. “I saw nothing, I promise, Bev. I just want you safe. We’re friends, and I don’t even deserve the glimpse of you I got. Okay?”

I swallowed loudly, leaning up and kissing his cheek. “Thanks, Nigel.”

“Always, my goddess,” he breathed in my ear. “Don’t be scared. I’ll protect you. Even if you don’t want me like I want you, I’ll protect you.” He stood and smiled at me. “He better treat you well, and I hope you feel better. I have no idea if I brought what you like, but I was worried.”

“Thanks.”

He nodded and gave Kelton a warning look before slipping out of the room so no one could see me from the door.

“You should go too,” I whispered to Kelton, annoyed he opened the door and got me busted.

“I can’t,” he groaned, leaning against the wall. “I think he broke my fucking foot getting in here, my ankle for sure. How is he that fucking strong?”

“You’re hurt?” I gasped, sitting up and sliding off the bed with the comforter wrapped around me.

He pointed to the door. “He fucking cracked the door getting in here, Bev. I wasn’t a fucktard who just let some guy surprise me and see you because of it. I’m strong and I kept my foot against the door to block it. He busted in against that and my strength like it was nothing. He’s gotta know magic to ramp up strength or he’s the fucking Hulk.”

“Shit, shit, shit ,” I hissed, darting to my desk and phone. I called who I thought of first. “We have a situation and I don’t know what to do and Kelton’s hurt. Can you come?”

“I’ll always come, goddess,” Wyatt said quietly. He hung up and a second later he circled into my room. “What happened?”

“I think my shoulder’s dislocated too,” Kelton mumbled. “Fuck, okay, this pain is no joke and I can’t keep standing.”

Wyatt caught him in time and helped him sit on my chair, checking him over. “Tell me everything. Your shoulder is dislocated, you’ve got a broken foot, ankle, and a hairline fracture in your leg. Did you take on the Hulk?”

“That’s what I said,” Kelton bitched.

We quickly filled him in, and Kelton looked destroyed that he was the reason Nigel found out.

Wyatt stood after he healed Kelton and went to the door. “There’s a fucking crack in this door. How strong is that guy?”

I shrugged. “I thought his punches in class were crazy strong and he said they were half power, but I don’t know.”

He nodded and looked at Kelton. “Show me how you had the door.” He sighed when Kelton got into place with the door cracked open and his body blocking it, foot in the way like he’d said. “I couldn’t have gotten in. I’m bigger and older than you and I couldn’t have gotten in. This isn’t on you.”

“Yeah, it is, because I still opened the door without her permission and right after I promised not to fuck up again.”

“No one is perfect,” Wyatt comforted. “I’ll have a talk with Nigel and wipe his memory if I need to.” He glanced at me with heat in his eyes. “I’m shocked you let Kelton see though. And then you showed Nigel your naked body after?”

“Just part—I was kind of winging it,” I grumbled.

“I’m not chastising or lecturing,” he clarified. “Simply sorry I missed it.” He smirked at me as he leaned in closer to Kelton, closing the door so no one overheard us. “Doesn’t she taste perfect? Did she beg for you to eat her out?”

“No, she demanded it,” Kelton admitted, shivering as he stared at me with lust. “She told me to kneel before her and give her what she needed. It was the sexiest fucking thing ever and she’s perfect.”

“Mmm, that’s hot. Our goddess is always hot.” He licked his lips as he eyed me over. “You want him to taste you again? Or should we both please you?”

I rolled my eyes. “You just want sex.”

“Always, but that doesn’t mean I don’t enjoy what I do to you too.”

“Weren’t you going to handle Nigel?” I pushed.

He moved away from the door and stood before me, tracing his fingers along the comforter where I had it over my shoulders. “Do I even get a peek for coming when you called? Handling what you need and keeping you safe?”

I swallowed loudly and met his burning gaze. “No.”

“Excellent,” he chuckled, leaning down and kissing my cheek. “I’ll call you to me when I’m done with Nigel. Reward me then.”

And then he was gone. Damn him. I wanted to be able to circle away and end conversations like that.

“I don’t know if I’m turned on for you or worried he’s overbearing,” Kelton muttered.

“ Thank you ,” I sighed. “And he wonders why I never know if he’s fucking with me or just… Right?”

He sighed but then gave me a hesitant look. “You asked me to help you before because you are new to having friends and—that man is serious about you. I just don’t think… I think he had as rough of a go as you have, Bev. He’s a Wyatt like you were a Shaw. That couldn’t have been easy either.”

That was fair and I said as much.

“I’m sorry I failed you again,” he whispered, scrubbing his hand over his hair looking really upset.

“Hey, don’t,” I murmured as I shuffled over to him. “Yeah, you maybe shouldn’t have opened the door, but I get it. You weren’t lax. I’m sorry you got fucking hurt and there’s so much shit to being around me. You should run and be with someone who—”

He leaned down and mashed his lips to mine as he pulled me against him. “I want you , Bev, not just a woman. And you’re not fucking getting rid of me now that I’ve tasted you.”

“Kelton,” I growled, punching his chest which was nothing behind the comforter.

He chuckled as he nuzzled my neck. “Did I please you, goddess? Was it good? I wanted to do it again and again on your bed, your thighs over my shoulders as I feast on you. Is that worshipping you enough?”

I wondered something and leaned away so I could see him. “Would you want to do it while Wyatt watched? Or what he said about doing it together?”

He blinked at me a moment and opened his mouth but then closed it, trying again a few moments later. “Yes. I can’t believe I’m saying this but yes, I want both and more.”

“Yeah, I find it shocking I do too,” I admitted. “I was thinking about you watching while Sergey… Did this thing he does but whatever, I just—I’m supposed to have five husbands, Kelton. I’m freaking the fuck out about that when I’ve never dated or had friends or—”

“Hey, we’ll figure this out. Together. With the others or not. No one said you needed five now or the five you date will be the ones you keep as husbands. I’ll start reading up on what it means too.” He winked when I nodded. “You just can’t get rid of me. Ditch whoever else you want and add them if they’re good to you, but always keep me.”

“Jerk,” I chuckled, punching him again.

He caught my hand and stared down making me realize the comforter had opened enough for him to see my body. “You are so beautiful, Bevin Millen. Inside and out, and I’m blessed you let me near you.”

I stood on my toes and kissed him, moaning when his hands slid under the comforter and touched my naked skin. “Be good and next time I’ll let you have your feast on my bed, demand it, and then beg for more.”

“Fuck,” he groaned leaning his forehead to mine. “I’m going to so think about that all night now.”

I pressed my hand against his jeans over his hard-on. “Do it. Think of me while you take care of this. Winter did it while we were on the phone and it was fucking hot. Do it twice and tell me in the morning it was better than the sex you’ve had with other women and I’m your goddess.”

Shit, where had that come from? Great, I was getting bitchy and possessive when I was going to have multiple boyfriends.

Except he loved it. He kissed me within an inch of my life and promised to go right back to his room and send me pictures of how he was leaking for me. Okay then.

Men—well, everything—confused the shit out of me.

Not even an hour later as I was reading for class, I felt a tingling, and before I could blink, ended up lying on Wyatt’s desk in my nightgown instead of on my bed. I rolled my neck and gave him a withering look.

He shrugged. “I warned you. I didn’t scare you in the morning and I warned you.”

“Yeah, but you leave before I can object.”

He licked his lips as he eyed me over. “Fine. I’ll tell you what I did, and if you still object, I’ll send you right back.”

Oh, I liked this game. I closed the book and sat up, crossing my legs so he could get a nice view of them. “Fine, impress me.”

“I talked with Nigel and he agreed to be gagged that he can’t discuss what he learned besides with you, Kelton, Winter, Sergey, or me.” He nodded when I opened my mouth. “They both know too. They’re not stupid. We’ve already talked. Nigel also made it clear he wants you but could never push you. He told me that clearly and hoped I would tell you. I promised I would.”

“Thank you.”

He slowly raised an eyebrow at me. “And?”

“What else have you done?”

He frowned. “Do I have to do stuff for you to want me?”

It was my turn to raise an eyebrow. “You started this, demanding rewards and—”

“No, you’re right,” he agreed. “Fine, fuck the rewards. I was just playing. I’m trying to show you I’m serious here and not cage you. I was there yesterday, today in the cafeteria I—”

“I can’t talk about that yet,” I muttered as I slid off his desk and went to the chalkboard. I wrote out that I wanted four oral orgasms, he got one round of hot sex, then had to heal me and tuck me in bed. “Whether I orgasm during the sex I’ll leave up to you since you like to play that way. But heal me, idiot.”

“Deal,” he chuckled, walking towards me before I even set down the chalk.

I turned away when he tried to kiss me. “I didn’t say kissing.”

He sighed and I flinched, hating when he did that like I was being a baby. “Most women don’t like to be kissed right after a man orally pleases them. I thought I was being polite.”

“Well, you should have kissed me first and now you can’t, so that’s your punishment,” I threw right back.

“I accept it, but I want to kiss you, goddess,” he whispered against my neck. “Let me show you how much I want everything with you.”

I was in his arms the second I nodded, and he brought me back to the desk. He whipped off the nightgown and kissed every inch of my body besides my lips before giving me what we agreed to.

There was a moment after we both orgasmed during sex that we stared at each other, and it was so intimate and tender that I almost asked him if he wanted to be my priest. But I didn’t. I wasn’t ready yet and I couldn’t handle it.

Maybe that was okay to admit for the moment.

I was giving him another chance, and for right then, that would have to suffice.

Especially if it came with fan-fucking-tastic orgasms.