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“I was skimming the accounts of about twenty different men in Cinder’s royal courts. I was always careful, I made sure that I covered my tracks, and it was only people who weren’t very nice men. The parties my mother made me attend once I turned nineteen were meant to introduce me to men looking for a wife. Except,” I mutter, “their fathers also attended and their hands tended to roam.”

Ignoring the grunts and grumbles of the men sitting with me, I continue. “I wanted to make an exit plan, and I was so damn close. I had travel money, I was picking up my new identification papers, and I was waiting until the last moment to buy my train tickets. Unfortunately, I pissed my step-sister off by refusing to marry an old man in another kingdom, and I really think she’s behind this now. I thought I had fucked up and triggered an alarm when I was hacking,” I lament.

“You’re too good for that,” Ayden grumbles, laying his head in my lap. I swear, these guys remind me of psychotic puppies, snuggle piles and all. “Isaac brags about you so much, Silla. He said he asked you for help with a virtual snatch and grab, and it was like taking candy from a baby. Not that… no, I probably would.”

Running my fingers through his spiky blond hair, enjoying how it seems to stand without much product, I chuckle.

“Did Isaac tell you that I did it while warming his cock?” I tease, ignoring the pinch in my heart as I talk about him. Fuck, I guess I’ll need to be an adult and go see him.

Sidney and Ayden snort in amusement and awe.

“So motherfucking perfect,” Sidney mutters, tugging my head back by my hair to kiss me.

Ayden lifts my shirt to kiss my stomach, causing my panties to immediately catch fire.

Whimpering, I arch my body, chasing Sidney’s mouth.

“Please, please tell me that you’ve stopped bleeding,” Ayden begs, causing my forehead to wrinkle uncertainly as I pull away.

“I still have just the end of it, but I’m not sure how heavy it is,” I tell him.

“Andrya won’t let me eat her pussy when she has her period,” Sidney chuckles, kissing down my neck. I wonder if they’re a regular thing or not, but find it bothers me less than I thought it would. “We don’t hook up outside of class or unless she needs me to do something specifically for her, but that’s always been her firm line. I’ve always wanted to try it. Do you think it would bother you?”

“I… don’t know. I’m usually so uncomfortable during it that I just want to do what I can to ignore it,” I tell him honestly. I didn’t know people even thought about that, which shows how much I don’t know about sex. This is so new to me.

“I’ve heard my sister’s rants about this,” Ayden smirks, “which is why I asked. I’m an asshole, and only eat pussy because I like how it tastes. But now, yours is the only one I want, so a little blood isn’t going to chase me away.”

Biting my lip, I look between them, overwhelmed by their intensity. Sidney’s hand collars my throat, forcing my lips to meet his. He’s not squeezing, but it reminds of when Gray fucked my face, and my heart beats faster.

“I want to crawl inside of your mind and never leave,” Sidney whispers against my lips. Instead of answering, I moan as Ayden moves up my body, pushing my bra over my breasts to assault them with his mouth and tongue.

All I can do is writhe, pant, and moan as they worship me. I don’t know how else to explain it as they take their time, while I hold them close to me.

“Ugh, I can smell how wet you are, Kitten,” Ayden groans, moving to bury his face between my legs.

“Oh, Gods,” I gasp, my hips bucking as if to get closer.

“Fuck, I didn’t mean to key you up without relief, Pet, but it’s time to go have dinner with the Warden,” Sidney winces.

“Oh you’ve got to be kidding me,” I wail. I know I’m being dramatic, but I’m so damn keyed up.

“It wasn’t my intention,” Sidney coos, kissing my nose as I huff in frustration.

Ayden looks thoroughly chastised as he sits up. “I was planning on making you come before you left, but lost track of time,” he says softly.

“I’m not mad, I swear. I know for a fact that Gray isn’t going to let me come,” I sigh. “I feel like I’m addicted to orgasms. Do you think that’s a problem?”

“It wouldn’t be if I had at least another twenty minutes,” Ayden promises, making me smile despite my blue bean.

Even though I’m sexually frustrated, I’m glad I came by. I feel a lot better now than I did after my visit to the infirmary.

Twenty-Two

GRAYSON

Patience is a fucked virtue. I can practice it for the rest of my life’s activities, but I hate waiting to see Silla.

“It’s ten after, for fuck’s sakes,” I growl, glancing at the food I set out on the table. At this rate it’ll all be cold.