“Not happening.”
“Doesn’t matter, I’d still want to bone ya.”
I put my hand on my chest and mocked, “Mother of All, you are just so fucking romantic, Hiro. How could I possibly resist you?”
He rolled his eyes and chuckled.
Once we were all set, only tired and a little sore, Hiro helped me to the car and took me home. Even though it was the middle of the night, Seb had texted and said that Rasha was worried about us and was pacing the living room. She came running out of the big house as soon as we parked and gave us each a huge hug before we headed to our house. It felt like it took an eternity, but eventually, we got up to my bedroom. Hiro used a stored spell to clean us up, and when we climbed into bed, Rasha got in, too.
She moved to the middle of the bed, and Blaze climbed on her chest, so I settled on my side, facing her. Hiro lay on her other side, propped up on his elbow to watch us. Rasha grabbed my hand, so I scooted closer to put my arm around her stomach.
She met my eyes and whispered, “I was scared you weren’t coming home.”
“Oh, sweetpea, why in the world would you think that?” I asked as I hugged her. It wasn’t like she would’ve known we were attacked. We had only told her we were working today, or yesterday at this point, because no eight-year-old needed to know all the shit that went down.
“I could tell you were hurt,” she whispered.
“What do you mean?” I asked.
“When you got hurt, my chest kinda got tight, and I somehow knew it was you and not Daddy.”
I met Hiro’s wide eyes and whispered, “Maybe it’s from the kelpie spring?”
“Is that possible?” Hiro asked.
I shrugged. “Probably. She has fae magic in her now, just like you, anything’s possible.” I bopped Rasha on the nose. “Sweetpea, you don’t ever have to worry about those things, okay? I’m so sorry you were scared, but I’m okay. Daddy and Blaze protected me.”
She scratched Blaze’s neck. “You have to live forever with me, remember?”
My throat clogged with emotion for a moment, and I had to clear it a few times. “I remember.”
“Good.” She gazed up at her dad. “You have to live forever with us, too.”
He smiled down at her. “I know, peanut. That’s the plan.”
She nodded. “Okay.”
Hiro and I said, “Okay.”
Hiro ran his finger over her cheek. “Go to sleep, baby girl. We’ll be right here when you wake up.”
As she drifted off, Hiro started running his fingertips over the arm I had draped over her, and I closed my eyes, but opened them when Hiro spoke. “You better give me forever, shadow boy.”
I met his eyes. “Like you said, that’s the plan.”
He nodded at that, then bent down to kiss Rasha’s cheek, then my hand before settling in for sleep. Despite the craziness earlier and the emotional rollercoaster of the past few hours, this right here with my little family, was the perfect ending to the day.
Chapter Twenty-Four
Hiro
As soon as I shut the front door, I took a deep breath, then smiled when I heard Bas curse from up in the bedroom. Perfect. Right where I wanted him.
Pushing off the door, I took the stairs two at a time, and when I strolled into the bedroom and kicked the door shut, Bas turned to me with a curious expression, asking, “What are you doing?”
Without responding, I stepped up to him so we were nose to nose, not quite touching, but almost. Considering we hadn’t been able to really mess around all week, my dick was already interested from just bein’ so close to him.
When Bas sucked in a gasp, and I felt the instant he went from curious to lustful, I quickly grabbed his arm, turned him, and pressed his chest to the wall with his arm in my grasp behind his back. I ran my nose along his shoulder, up his neck, and to his ear and tugged it between my teeth.
“Wh-what are you doing?” he whispered.
Keeping a firm hold on his wrist, I used my other hand to brush the skin under his shirt along the waistband of his pants. When he sucked in another breath, I pushed my hand inside and wrapped it around his thickening cock.
“Oh fuck.” He rested his forehead against the wall. “I thought you were taking me out on a date?”
“I’ll take you out for breakfast tomorrow.” I nibbled on the back of his neck.
“Rasha’s staying the night with Ailin?”
“And stayin’ through lunch tomorrow, at least, though the girls informed me they were goin’ to have a two-night sleepover, so we’ll see.” Not exactly what I wanted to be talking about right now, but I wanted to get everything out of the way so he wouldn’t be distracted tonight. Rasha was stayin’ in the big house for the first time in weeks, and I planned on taking advantage of every damn second.
“Hiro,” he whined when he tried to move to get a little friction but couldn’t because my body was holding him in place.
“Any more questions before I get ya naked?”
He shook his head.
“Good.” I released his wrist and turned him to lean his back on the wall, and I couldn’t help but grin at his hooded-eye expression. Grabbing his chin, I pressed a hard kiss to his lips and whispered against them, “I’ve been dyin’ to tie you up all day.”
He gasped again, and I smirked as his lust shot up a few more notches. Perfect.
As I kissed along his neck, I slowly started stripping him. Luckily, he hadn’t finished getting ready or I would’ve had a hell of a time with all his bracers. Even so, he still had too many clothes on.
I pushed his tactical vest off his shoulders, letting it fall to the ground before wiping his shirt over his head and throwing it to the side. As I unbuttoned his pants, I started kissing my way down his chest, taking his nipple between my teeth. He buried his fingers in my hair, so I turned my head to kiss his wrist before kneeling and pulling his pants down. I groaned. “Goin’ commando?”
“You said it was date night,” he said breathlessly.
I grinned at him and started kissing his stomach, hips, and thighs, never touching the one place I knew he was dying for me to touch as he helped me get his pants all the way off. I gave a nip to his belly before standing, and Basil reached for my shirt, but I caught his wrists.
“You have on too many clothes,” he whimpered.
I smirked, stepped closer, and pulled his hands behind his back. I hauled him into my chest, turned us, and walked him backward to the bed while he nuzzled into my neck and kissed me there. Pushing him back, I lifted his arms above his head, then flattened him out and pulled him into the center of the bed. He was putty in my hands, still watching with those dark-hooded eyes—curious, excited, and turned on.
Seeing him naked in the middle of the bed was making my cock strain against my zipper, and part of me was regretting still wearing pants.
I crossed his wrists over his head, kissed his lips, and said, “Keep ‘em crossed.”
Bas nodded, so I got up and grabbed the long silk ties I’d bought the other day. I tied one end to the bedpost, and the other end to his wrist, then did the same on the other side.
His breathing kicked up a notch, so I moved closer to him and whispered, “Okay?”