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I hear a growl of approval, my eyes closed, still riding that orgasm wave, when I hear the rustle of a foil packet, then feel a nudge at my opening. I snap my eyes open and lift my head, only to find him standing between my thighs, pushing his hard dick inside me, his hands holding my thighs open.

My inner walls clench and flutter around him—that damn dick obsessed butterfly is back—as I watch him thrust gently, feeling his new piercing massage my passage until he’s fully seated inside me. We both groan at the sublime sensation, and I watch, enraptured at the look of pure bliss on his face, his eyes closed as he savours the moment.

“But—” I start, my voice husky as I push up onto my elbows. His eyes open when I speak. “You’re not fully healed.”

“I’m healed enough, Princess,” he informs me in a rough voice, and I study his features to see if there’s any pain in his expression, willing to stop this if there is.

He doesn’t give me more than a moment, though, a breath, before he pulls almost all the way out, then plunges back in hard. My eyes fucking roll, and I drop back down with a thud and he repeats the move again. And again. And again, until I lose count and all ability to think coherently as he bombards me with his passion, gyrating harder and going deeper.

“Shit, Ash!” I cry out, my nails scraping the smooth surface of the instrument that I’m lying on, uncaring if I scratch it, as electric currents zap and zing across my body with every surge ofhis, the new metal in his dick adding a layer of sensation that has me seeing stars.

“Christ, Lilly,” he hisses through clenched teeth. “I’d forgotten how fucking good your pussy wrapped around my cock feels.” His shallow thrusting rubs my G-spot with the piercings on every stroke. “That’s it, baby, come for me, come all over my dick,” he orders as I start to clench around him, my climax hitting me with the force of a fucking freight train.

He pulls all the way out, causing a squirt of liquid to shoot out of me, covering his lower abs and chest as I scream. I look down just in time to see him pull the condom off, blowing his load all over my stomach and breasts, a deep groan falling from his perfect lips. More moisture leaves me at the sight and knowledge that I’m covered in his hot seed. We’ve marked each other in the most primal way and I fucking love it.

My eyes catch on glinting silver, and I gasp.

“You got a fucking magic cross!” I exclaim, sitting up to get a better look, uncaring of his cum dripping down my body.

Just beyond the mushroom head of his dick are four small metal balls, creating the impression of a cross with the bars hidden inside.

“How did it feel?” he asks, his voice a touch breathless.

Tearing my eyes away from his new jewellery, I look into his eyes.

“Fucking incredible,” I beam at him, and he smiles right back, looking all kinds of pleased with himself.

“Good,” he replies, holding out a hand and helping me off the piano. “Now, let's get cleaned up. You’ve got a big day today and need to get some more sleep.” My heart sinks when I remember what we’re doing later; visiting Mum’s grave. “Hey, it’ll be okay. We’ll be with you the whole time,” he tells me gently, pulling me to him in a tight hug, the warmth of his naked body seeping into mine.

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

LILLY

Blinking my gritty eyes open, I wake to weak morning light, cocooned in a spicy ginger warmth that I snuggle into. Catching movement across from me in the corner of my eye, I’m captivated by honey amber eyes. Kai smiles softly at me from his bed, looking far more awake than how I feel. Yet still, he has bags under his slightly bloodshot eyes and exhaustion coats him like a fog, as if he hasn’t slept well in months, years.

I frown as it suddenly occurs to me that we’ve never slept in the same bed. I’ve never woken up with Kai wrapped around me, and that bothers me. Is it due to an accident, the others getting in bed with me first? Or has he purposefully pushed me away in that regard?

“Why the frown, darling?” His melodic voice, a little gruff this morning, breaks into my tumultuous thoughts. “Worried about today?” he enquires gently, and my frown deepens, my breath stuttering out of me at the thought of what’s to come this morning.

“Yes,” I reply in a whisper, my empty stomach rolling. I decide not to press the issue of our lack of bedsharing just yet. I’ll wait until he’s ready to talk.

He gives me an understanding nod, his head moving on the soft fluffy pillow he’s resting it on.

“You’re not alone, Lilly,” he soothes. “We will be there every step of the way.”

I swallow hard, my eyes filling as the arm holding me from behind tightens, pulling me closer to the hot naked body at my back.

“And if it gets too much, just say the word and we’re outta there,” Ash murmurs in my ear, nuzzling into my hair and sending welcome shivers skipping over my body. “But you need to do this, Princess. Trust me, you need closure.”

“I know,” I mumble back, gripping his arm tightly as I continue to gaze into Kai’s eyes, my breath shuddering out between my lips.

At that moment, the door flies open, and Loki strolls in, completely naked—obviously. His emerald eyes find mine, and in the next minute, he leaps onto the bed in front of me, somehow managing to lie down underneath the covers as I’m bounced back into Ash, who gives an oomph sound at the impact.

“Loki!” I cry, a giggle escaping my mouth as he wriggles closer, successfully dispelling the sadness that was building in the room. He smells like vanilla and musky man, a scent that I am addicted to, his hair all mussed from quite clearly having just woken up.

“Dude, what the fuck?” Ash grumbles behind me, shuffling back to make room for the fallen angel that’s landed in our bed, which luckily is a double, although it’s still a squeeze with these two lumps in it.

“Jax is not a good snuggle bunny,” Loki pouts, and it’s so adorable, sexy, and ridiculous that I lean forward and plant a kiss on his lush lips. “And his morning wood should be classed as a fucking weapon of mass destruction.”