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He pressed his palm over her belly, feeling the echo of each thrust inside her.

“You take me like you were born knowing how,” he whispered, voice breaking on the fire. “Like you’ve carried me longer than I’ve existed.”

She cried out, her voice ragged, desperate.

Kaos felt the snap before she did. The quake in her thighs, the tremble in her hands. He anchored her with one arm and drove deeper as she shattered again—hot, tight, clenching around him in waves.

Her release pulled him under.

He pressed his forehead to her shoulder and gave her everything he’d held back. And she took every drop, her cries reaching triumphant when he collapsed and dragged her into his embrace.

Tangled. Shaking. Breath clashing over skin. Kaos drew her against his chest, still buried inside her. Kohl surfaced and the shift between them didn’t jolt—it merged like layers of warmth. They both held her. She had become the peace within the chaos inside them.

He pulled out of her slowly and curled his limbs over her, lips claiming the nearest silky skin it could find. Sucking, kissing. Tasting, savoring.

The phone eventually buzzed, announcing the Kings’ arrival.

Jaxi's fingers gripped his arms. “He’s here.”

Her voice cracked like a wire under strain, her fear drawing up Rage.

Kaos kissed her temple. “You’re safe.”

How does she know he’s here?Kohl asked.

Because she knows what we know. Kaos answered the phone. “Give us a minute.”

He ended the call and wrapped his arms around her, kissing her cheek then neck. “Ready for this?”

She held his face, turning in his arms and kissing him. “There's no need to fear,” she whispered, calling forth her own courage.

Kohl smiled on her mouth. “Not when you’re owned by the god of Rage and Lust.”

She gasped on his mouth, small smile flickering before she pressed herself tightly into his body, arms clinging. “And by his human shadow. Who is too jealous to let another ruin me.”

Kohl’s chest burned with those words. He snatched her face and kissed her deeply, a groan of pleasure unleashing. “We will always protect you. Every atom of both of us.”

They felt her tears before they fell. “I can help by getting dressed.” Her tiny words tangled inside their heart as they wiped the tears from her face.

“It would stop a war before it started,” Kohl murmured, tenderly kissing her lips as he sat up, pulling her with him.

They searched around for clothes, then stole glances at each other while dressing. A small smile adorned her perfect little mouth and they both knew it belonged solely to them. A gift they’d destroy worlds to protect.

We should be in our true form for this, Kohl thought.

Jaxi turned to the wall when she was done, eyes fixed on the black square she’d painted.

Kaos flooded their shared vessel with divinity and opened it to receive their true form. He stopped behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist, kissing her neck. “What bothers you, my colorful storm?”

She sucked in a breath and turned, staring up at him. Before Kaos could worry about the strength of his bond with her, she lunged into him, clinging tight. “Kaos,” she whispered.

He held her head in his clawed fingers, watching her cover him with hot little kisses. He growled low as her lips turned his Rage and Lust into weapons, ready to kill.

“You missed me?”

She pulled back and he took her mouth with his, snatching her gasp and breath in hunger. Not even Kohl’s possessiveness could be bothered with jealousy while tasting her in their divine form.

The knock on the door happened right as their hand touched between her shoulder blades.