Nine

Moon

I pull my crusty ketchup-covered pants off and then undo the hook of my bra, letting it fall to the ground. I’m in nothing but my underwear now. Kili stands in the doorway of the bathroom, leaning against the frame. He’s making no move to undress. I guess he really just wants to watch.

I turn, facing Warrior, and nibble my bottom lip. Slowly, I lift my gaze and meet his eyes. He’s looking at me, looking at all of me. My nipples pebble, and my skin flushes. The desire for my mates can be overwhelming at times, but this moment feels different.

I want them all equally, but Warrior needs me in a different way than the others do. I want to give him the care he deserves.

“I’m scared I’ll hurt her. I’m not… I don’t deserve–”

“Don’t…” I whisper, stepping closer to him. “You more than deserve me. You’re my Heart-Bonded mate, Warrior. You’ve fought long enough. Let go, and let me take care of you.” I reach up and caress his cheek gently.

“I don’t know how,” he admits, but I nod my head.

“That’s okay. We’ll learn together.”

I step back, pushing my underwear off my hips. Daire is already naked and stepping into his massive shower. Thankfully, there’s room for the three of us in there. The doors are glass too, so Kili will still be able to watch.

As soon as I step into the shower, Warrior is right there behind me. Daire is already washing his hair, so I take the opportunity to step under the spray of warm water. I turn, tilting my head back so I can wet my hair, and notice Warrior is still wearing his pants.

“Uh, did you mean to leave those on?” I ask, and Warrior looks down.

“Oh.” He frowns, then removes them. “I’m just nervous,” he mumbles, and I bite my lip to try and hide my smile. He’s so cute.

Daire and I swap positions so he can rinse his hair, and I can put shampoo in mine. Once I’m done, I pour more soap into my hand and reach up to wash Warrior’s hair. He leans forward, tipping his head down so I can reach. I move him so he can rinse his hair first, and then I can rinse mine.

Once I put the conditioner in my hair, I take the washcloth Daire offers and soap it up. We all have dried ketchup on us, but the water has rinsed most of it away.

“Can I wash you?” Up until this instant, I have kept my eyes above their waists. When I let them drop, I have to school my reaction to what I see. Everything below Warrior’s waist is scarred except for a small area. When he turns around so I can start washing his back, tears fill my eyes.

His back, his butt, and the backs of his legs are scarred. Even his feet. I wrap my arms around his middle and rest my cheek against his back as I cry. I wish I could heal his scars.

I wish I could erase every one of them from his memory. I wish I could burn that evil bitch alive!

I look up, meeting Kili’s eyes. The fury burning within them matches my own. She’ll pay for what she’s done. Kili nods.

“Ease his soul,” Kili murmurs. Daire rests his hand on the small of my back, silently offering his strength.

“I’m sorry I’m not like the others. I know my scars are hideous…” Warrior says in his gravelly tone, and it breaks me. A sob chokes its way out, and the tears fall faster now. I move until I’m standing in front of him. I let him see the pain I feel.

I let him see the heartbreak and anger. I let him in and show him all of me in that moment.

“You are beautiful. You are so strong. Your scars are not hideous.” I search his eyes, hoping he believes me. I take his hand and place it over my heart. “You are so worthy of love, Warrior. You didn’t deserve this pain and torment. And you are not your scars. You are so much more, and I wouldn’t desire you any more without the scars.” I rest my hands on his shoulders and step into him, pressing the front of my body to his. I have to push up on my tiptoes to reach him, but when I press a kiss to his lips, he remains still.

He doesn’t kiss me back, and I wonder if it’s because he’s never kissed anyone before.

“Do you know what a kiss is?” I ask, leaning back so I can look into his eyes. Warrior shakes his head, and I nod once. Taking one of his hands in mine, I lift it to my lips and kiss it once, twice, showing him. “It’s a way we show affection. Did you see the way Crow pressed his lips to mine?” I ask, and he nods. “That was a kiss. Would you like to kiss me?”

Warrior nods once, and I smile. Lifting my face back up to his, I let my eyes fall closed as I go in for the kiss, and this time Warrior kisses me back. It's awkward and stiff. He’s nervous, but I keep going, and soon enough, he’s relaxing into the kiss, meeting each peck, and wrapping his arms around me. He holds my hips, his grip firm, and I move my hands up his shoulders, pushing them into the hair at the back of his neck.

I sigh into him, feeling myself relax as well. He’s hard, his erection pressing against my belly. I’m going to take this slow. After a long moment, I pull back and smile up at Warrior. Daire is behind me now, his hands gently caressing my spine.

“I can show you how to kiss her in a way that will take her breath away,” Daire offers, and Warrior looks at him over my head.

“Okay,” Warrior agrees as my Vampire mate spins me around. Daire pushes me back against Warrior, grips a fistful of my hair, tugs my head back, and kisses me hard.

He licks between my lips, our tongues tangling as he makes out with me fast and dirty. The kiss is hot, and when Daire pulls back, I gasp for air.

“Now you try.” Daire spins me, so my back is to his front, and before I’ve had time to recover from that hot-as-hell kiss, Warrior is copying Daire’s moves. His strong hands tug my hair, and he devours my lips in a sexy-as-sin kiss that has my knees growing weak. Thankfully, Daire is holding me tight.

“Starlight,” I whisper when Warrior pulls away. His eyes trace over my face, searching for something…

“Was that wrong? You did not like it. Your cheeks are pink, and you’re breathing heavily.” Warrior frowns, and his observation makes me blush brighter.

“She’s turned on…” Daire offers, but Warrior’s frown deepens. “Oh bloodbags. You don’t know what that means either… How do I say this?”

“Her cheeks are pink because blood flow in her body has increased. It’s called a sex flush. It’s a sign she’s not only ready for mating but also very enthusiastic as well. Her breathing is heavier because her body is preparing for an orgasm. You both also kissed her in a way that made breathing difficult,” Kili explains as he steps further into the bathroom. “It’s a good sign. It means she likes what's happening.” The frown on Warrior’s face softens a bit as he inspects me.

“The same way our cocks get hard in response to the way she makes us feel, Moon’s body also reacts. The rapid heart rate and the increased blood flow, help her take us. Here.” Daire reaches between my thighs, dragging a finger between my folds. I shiver, my body sensitive to their every touch. When Daire lifts his hand, his fingers shine with my wetness. “She’s wet. Dripping, in fact. Her pussy is ready.”

“Show me?” Warrior asks, making Daire chuckle. I just blush brighter.

“Maybe we should wash up first?” I ask. “And then use the bed?”

“Not a fan of shower sex?” Daire teases, and I lift a shoulder.

“It’s not my favorite.”

“That's because you haven’t fucked me in the shower yet,” Daire murmurs in my ear, and I lean back into him.

“What is your favorite?” Warrior asks, frowning once more. Leaning forward, I wrap my arms around his neck and tug him down to me, so I can kiss him. This time he doesn’t hesitate, he kisses me back like he’s been doing it for years.

“I like being on top,” I admit, and two sets of groans fill the space. Warrior looks so lost, but I just smile. “Come on, let's finish getting cleaned up.”

Kili hands us each a towel as we step out of the shower, and once I’ve dried off, I take my time putting on lotion. All three men watch my every move, and I take an unreasonable amount of time massaging my breasts.

“She’s teasing us,” Daire says to Warrior.

“Why?” Warrior asks, and I bite my lower lip, trying to hide my smile but failing.

“She knows we’re enjoying watching her. She’s prolonging gratification. The longer she teases us, the longer we must wait to get our hands on her. Have you ever jerked off?” Daire asks the Elven man, and I glance over at them. Three sets of eyes are trained on me. One smoldering, one hungry, and one curious. Daire needs to feed.

“I don’t…” Warrior shakes his head, looking confused.

“Have you ever touched yourself…your dick?” Daire gestures to his own package, and Warrior shakes his head. His eyes are now trained on my Vampire mate’s dick. I watch them carefully, wondering if there’s chemistry there.

Daire has a certain charisma. Warrior has an entirely different allure. Does Daire feel it too? I shake my head, clearing it of the wandering dirty thoughts. They’re my mates… They don’t want to fuck each other. That's silly… Right?

I glance over at the two men, staring a little too hard at Daire. He notices and lifts his brow.

“Your face is an open book, my love. Your dirty thoughts are betrayed by the way you’re looking at me right now,” Daire chuckles. I do what I do best. Play dumb.

“You’re naked. Of course, my thoughts are dirty.” I shrug, but Kili chimes in.

“You looked at them like you thought they might start fucking. You didn’t look the least bit jealous, though, Mistress.” Oh, no, Kili’s calling me mistress. I think his plan to simply watch just went out the window.

“We have so much to teach them, Kili,” Daire says, and the mischief in his eyes lights my body up.

“What more are you teaching me?” Warrior asks, but I remain silent. “What do you need to teach Moon?”

“Everything,” Kili and Daire say in unison.