Page 29 of Conquered

“Naughty, Pretty Girl,” he chuckles, leaning over and reaching for me.

“But first, I’ve gotta pee,” I sass as I slip out of bed, and he lands on his face with an oomph.

I chuckle as I make my way out of the bedroom and down the stairs to the bathroom. I’m so lost in my own fallen angel fantasy that I only notice someone stepping out of the shower once I’ve sat down, silk teddy round my ankles, and started to pee.

Cue facepalm. Again. And why is there no lock on the fucking door?

I stop mid-flow, and my mouth drops open. Like literally, it’s almost hitting my knees as I take in the unbelievable sight before me.

Jax stands there, stark bollock naked, frozen in place reaching for a towel. His body is so ripped, huge, and dripping wet that I’m rendered speechless.Eyes above the waist, Lilly.Of course, I fail at this abysmally as my eyes trace the valley of his abs, that lickable adonis belt, and…

Jesus fucking Christ on a cross!

My face heats and I must be bright red, but he’s huge every-fucking-where! Like dude is packing some serious man meat.Man meat?! Really?!I cringe at my inner monologue. Although, I mean, I’m not wrong on the size front.

“Enjoying the view, Pretty Girl?” A drawl comes from the doorway, and I startle as my head whips round to find Loki, the bastard, grinning at me. It seems to surprise Jax too as he finally grabs a towel and covers up.

“It’s huge,” I whisper, looking at Jax’s towel covered crotch. “I mean, how does he even fit it in his trousers?” Not realising I’ve said this last part out loud until I hear a deep rumbling cough that makes my eyes dart up to see Jax, an almost smirk on his face. Of course, Loki throws his head back and crows with laughter.

“I don’t know whether to be offended or amused,” Loki chuckles, not looking annoyed in the least as he grins at me.

“Although,” he says slowly, “it's not what you have but what you do with it that counts, right?” He winks at me like the trickster that his name suggests.

“‘Scuse me,” Jax grumbles, shoving Loki out of the way when he goes through the door, sending the smaller man crashing into the doorframe.

“Hey, dude! I’m not doubting you know what to do with your...man meat,” Loki teases as I groan, covering my face with my hands, and dying of embarrassment realising that I must have said the phrase out loud.

I’m also still sitting on the fucking toilet with lingerie round my ankles and my tits out.Real fucking classy, Lilly.

“I’ll leave you to your...what do you British say? Ablutions,” he cheekily says, whilst making no bones about staring at my exposed tits. He shuts the door, and I hear him chuckling whilst saying “man meat” as he walks off.

Ablutions? Are we in a fucking Jane Austen novel?

I take a deep breath, before a grin completely takes over my face.

Fucking man meat!

After I’ve finished on the toilet, I decide to have a shower, because why the fuck not, right?

I emerge, wrapped in a fluffy white towel and smelling like a zingy lemon from the shower gel I’ve just used, to find all four guys sitting round the dining table. The wonderful smell of bacon, pancakes, and eggs wafts in the air, making my stomach growl.

I groan aloud, who doesn’t like breakfast all drizzled in syrup?One of America’s culinary achievements, in my opinion.

All eyes snap to me, and it’s like looking at a sea of jewels, if jewels could look hungry and sinful. Loki’s eyes are a stunning green, light jade round his pupil, then darkening to emerald round the rim. Jax’s are a piercing blue, like a glacier encapsulated in a diamond, and have a thin rim of navy round the edge. There are a myriad of different blues streaking through them, and his gaze reminds me of a wolf’s, ready to devour you. Ash has eyes the colour of steel, like darkest moissanite that are shot through with grey and black diamonds. They're so unusual that I get lost in them, and am surprised to find that they aren’t cold like I first thought last night, but full of molten heat.

The unbidden idea that I want to keep them all suddenly comes to mind.

Wait...what?! Where the fuck did that come from? You’ve been reading too many reverse harem books, Lilly Darling!

“We made enough for you,” a soft, melodic voice invites, my eyes finding a beautiful honey brown gaze, like the finest amber full of warmth staring back at me. The final gemstone to add to my collection. Kai’s cheeks are slightly pink as he talks, indicating the seat on his right with his hand. He clears his throat.

“We usually eat breakfast up here, even though there’s the dining hall,” his voice cascades over me like soothing water on stone. “You’re welcome to join us. If you want to, that is?” An edge of vulnerability enters his tone, and as I walk towards him, I notice he has the thickest eyelashes on a guy that I’ve ever seen. I can see them better now that he’s not wearing his glasses.

I head to sit down when Loki’s familiar drawl caresses over my skin.

“Not that I object, Pretty Girl. But do you think you might want to get dressed first? Poor Kai looks like he’s about to have a heart attack. And it is a little distracting.” He chuckles, and I notice Kai’s cheeks staining a deeper pink.

“Oh. Yes, of course. I’ll just be a minute,” I say, my own face heating in response. I look around for my bags, but don’t see them.