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Story: Kiss of Death

“Brenden, you’re going to want to get over here, too,” I tell him, already helping Audrey lean back as Brenden and Wraith move closer, crowding her side so as not to block Nex’s line of sight. I support her shoulders, keeping her in position as Donovan’s pace picks up.

“Come on her,” he barks out, his face twisting as his hips stutter. A groan spills from his lips as his hand finds Audrey’s clit, working it until she’s falling apart once more. His hips rock against her slow and steady as he comes, his knot probably locking her in place, if I had to guess.

I watch as cum spurts from both Wraith and Brenden, splattering across her tits and stomach before Wraith turns his aim so that some hits her faceand my abs.

A grunted curse comes from the living room, and I turn my head just in time to see Nex’s cock jerk in his pants before a wet spot spreads across the front of him.

I chuckle as a contented sigh leaves Audrey and help her back up, nuzzling her ear. “Nex just came in his pants—that’s how fucking hot that just was.”

She bites her lip but doesn’t turn to look at the incubus. “I think I need a bath.”

“I’ll get it started,” Brenden calls before darting off using his vampire speed.

Donovan, not seeming to care about the cum covering her body, kisses her before starting toward the stairs with her still locked to him. She snuggles into his neck, and I bet she’ll be asleep before she’s even in the bath.

The bathtub is big, but I’m not sure if we’ll all fit in it. Not that it’ll keep me from trying to fit so I guess we’ll find out.

Wraith is already on the stairs, and I follow their path, pausing beside Nex. “If you hadn’t fucked up, you could’ve been part of that.”

“I’m aware.” He doesn’t sound annoyed in the least—just sad, and I feel sorry for him. I’m still pissed, but I understand why he did what he did.

“Just don’t give up,” I tell him, clasping his shoulder for a moment before heading up the stairs.

I don’t know if Audrey or Brenden will ever forgive him, but I hope they do. Only because they’ll feel like a piece of them is missing when he’s not around, and they deserve to be happy.

Chapter Fifteen

Audrey

Istep out of the shadows with Cassian and Brenden, finding that everyone else has already arrived. It always seems I’m the last one to arrive for the war council meetings.

Except, as I look around, not everyone is here. Neither Lucifer nor Mom is here yet.

That’s…weird.

I shake my head, not liking the path my thoughts are trying to take. My eyes find Wren first, where she’s being cornered by Gael, Octavius, and Riggs.

My eyes narrow as I take a step toward them, wondering why they’re all surrounding her like that, but I’m pulled to a stop by Wraith. I didn’tnotice him join us, but he’s quickly followed by Donovan and Nex.

“I wouldn’t if I were you,” Wraith warns me, and I tilt my head as I stare back at him. I feel like he’s trying to tell me something, but I have no idea what it is.

“You’re not my mates!” Wren yells, catching everyone’s attention in the room as it falls silent. “Wouldn’t I know it if you were?”

She says the last part so quietly that I have to strain to hear her words, and they hit me like a ton of bricks.

Of course, Wren wouldn’t know who her mates were if she was anything like me. The only reason I knew my mates were mine is because they told me they were—and I hadn’t believed them until I spoke with the Fates.

I should’ve known we’d have to deal with this eventually, but I didn’t realize that the other three horsemen were her mates.

Even from where I stand, I can see the fear and pain on my sister’s flushed face. I don’t know what made them approach her today, but now isn’t the time for this.

They don’t even know half the shit my sister went through in her marriage with Michael. Hell, I still don’t know everything.

Shaking off Wraith’s arm, I storm over to the four of them and squeeze between Gael and Riggs so I can stand in front of my sister.

“Back off,” I practically growl, baring my teeth.

“But Aud—” Octavius starts, but I cut him off with a glare.