But she might have missed the point. Destiny had already bitten all of them. But as long as they were naked, he didn’t mind the argument at all.
It would help when they got to the makeup part.
Which they would need in three…
Two…
“I don’t care what Maddox promised you,” Rogue stated. “You’re not leaving, little sváss.”
Now.
Her eyes flashed, and Maddox growled.
Fin settled back against the ledge to soak and let Maddox and Rogue debate this one.
Then Fin could swoop in with the reasonable compromise and settle it all.
When she stood up abruptly, hands on her hips, he damn near swallowed his tongue.
She really was quite perfect.
And it didn’t matter if everyone else wanted her.
They didn’t get to have her.
Fiona was theirs.
Chapter 8
“I don’t believe in love at first sight. You fall in lust with what your eyes see, and in love with what your heart sees.” - Unknown
Maybe it was the amount of blood I’d consumed or the age of it, but focusing had become a real bitch. What had been promised as a conversation and explanation had turned into a dictation and argument.
Specifically, Maddox argued, Rogue dictated, and Fin leaned back, arms stretched out, looking enormously satisfied. A certain amount of smugness rolled off Astral-Boy, and fuck, he was so pretty. I’d be jealous, but I wasn’t that shallow.
I also really didn’t give a damn about beauty except to admire it. Maddox was ripped, powerful, and yes, the fact that he could turn into a dragon was really impressive. But he wasn’t pretty. Strong. Fierce. Proud. These all applied. Handsome, in his own way, but no, Fin had pretty all tied up.
“You can’t just give her that order,” Maddox snarled. It was really sweet, and I should probably calm him down, but to be honest, I didn’t really care what Rogue had decided. The fact that he’d tasted divine and fed me both his blood and his lust had left me floating. He hadn’t turned it into sex, not that I’d been remotely opposed, despite the varying levels of grossness decorating both of us. And by that, I meant him, not me. I did not look or smell anywhere near that bad.
But the stoic male sitting across the hot bath—really, these weren’t baths so much as actual pools, and they were more like hot rock tubs. While they were carved out of actual stone, they were smooth and comfortable. Maddox kept trying to settle me back into leaning against him even if I didn’t want to sit yet. Finally, I sat because it was warmer in the water. When he tugged me against him again I elbowed him.
Hated to let him know he wasn’t any softer than the rocks we sat against. Not that I examined why I was loath to let him know. Anyway, back to the stoic over there.
Him, I couldn’t pin down. Fierce? Yes. Beautiful? In a cold and kind of deadly way. There was an ancient power lurking there, something that might possibly be more dangerous than the dragon at my side.
Maybe.
That?
That was sexy as fuck.
“I think I just did,” Rogue replied, his tone serene. He just did what? Oh, right. Gave me an order. “If you didn’t want her, you wouldn’t have gone into the prison in the first place. You wouldn’t have given them the chance to shackle you.”
“They can’t hold me.” Maddox glanced at me. “They wouldn’t be able to hold me, and I wouldn’t let them keep you. This is not something you need to concern yourself about.”
“Are you talking to me or to tall, blond, and tasty over there?”
Maddox opened his mouth to respond, then paused, a puzzled look sliding through his expression before he finally said, “His name is Rogue.”
“Yeah, I’m all caught up on that part, not that I care.” I slanted a look toward the god lounging in the water. “Not that I don’t appreciate the fact you got me off and fed me. Seriously enjoyed that. No lie.”
“You’re welcome. I take guesting seriously. You will not go hungry while you are here.” Well, that was almost sweet. “You will be here for a while.” That was not.
Eyes narrowed, I studied him. “Maddox and I had a deal.”
“Exactly,” Maddox stated, slinging an arm around me. Now, while I wasn’t opposed to the skin on skin contact, I also wasn’t interested in the distraction right now. “I gave her my word.”
“I didn’t,” Rogue stated, as though that ended the discussion.
“Fin,” Maddox snarled.
“Sorry, big guy,” Fin said without opening his eyes, and a smile curved his lips. “I’m on Rogue’s side in this. I didn’t give her my word either. I said we’d get her out. Which we did. I said we’d feed her, which Rogue has handled this evening.” Those beautiful brown eyes opened, and he latched his heated gaze onto me. “FYI, I’ll be helping out with the feeding, too. It will be easier on you if you just feed from all of us.”
Easier on me. Well that was mighty damn autocratic of him and probably had nothing to do with the want in his eyes.
“You know,” I drawled sliding away from the dragon. Dragon.
Fuck me.
Yeah, focus.
Rising from the steaming water, I moved toward the side.
“You should soak for a little while longer,” Fin suggested. “You’re still buzzing from feeding.”
And you’re fighting the bliss.
The fact that his words flashed against the inside of my mind had me turning. Searching for his access point, I focused on pushing him back out. He studied me with the most patient of puzzled frowns.
Harmonics I’d learned young danced through my mind. One perk of being well-fed, I was also well-armed.
A vampiric succubus. It was an oxymoron.
Elias was going to kill me.
“Who would Elias be?” Fin asked. The sudden resonance of three gazes slamming into me had me rolling my eyes. “Because you can forget him along with Dorran.”
Unimpressed, I chuckled. “Elias falls into the category of ‘none of your fucking business,’” I informed him. “And Dorran kept me alive.”
“Dorran is a the name the shadow demon gave you?” Unlike Fin’s playful tone or Maddox’s near constant growl, Rogue’s voice was more indolent, but power crackled in every syllable. This was not a being who tolerated being ignored.
What he was precisely, I hadn’t figured out yet.
Vampires.
Hybrids.
Oh, and how had Fin put it? My mates.
I snorted. Folding my arms, I leaned against the side. The air above the water was much cooler, and goosebumps rippled over my skin and turned my nipples taut. It was a good reminder that I wasn’t here for sex and games.
You could be… Fin’s teasing remark stroked across my mind like a caress. Bad vampire. I slapped his mental fingers with a slam of shutting off his access. The harmonics kept witches out of my head. One perk to having known a witch singer, those same harmonics kept other magic users out, too.
He gave a little jerk of surprise, his lazy air dissipating as he stared at me with blown pupils. “That… How did you do that?”
“Ask me no questions, and I’ll tell you no lies,” I chastised him.