back into the bedchambers.
“Can this touching reunion wait until later? Once he brings Isadora home, we will reward him all night long. Until then, you are to take him back to where you last saw her. Track her. It’s highly unlikely that this human, whoever he is, will be expecting you and your—I’m sorry, our —yielding. He also won’t be aware that Leonidas is as enhanced as he is. And you,” Vasilios said as he walked towards them. Leo stood there and waited for his order.
“You will bring this friend of yours back here to us. Do you understand?”
Leo understood, all right. He just hoped that what Vasilios had promised earlier would ring true. Otherwise, he’d just signed Elias’s death warrant.
AFTER VASILIOS HAD vacated his bedchambers and Leo had gone to shower, Alasdair went to his closet to retrieve some clothes for them. He was still trying to decide how he felt about everything that had occurred.
How did he feel about sharing Vasilios’s time and attention? And how did he feel about sharing Leo period? He wished he’d had more time to think this precarious situation over, but when he’d seen Vasilios opposite Leo on his bed and the offer had been made, all Alasdair had craved was unity with the two males. Unity and the ability to keep and fuck both of them whenever he pleased.
“Well, that’s a rather self-indulgent thought, isn’t it?”
Alasdair turned and found Leo with one shoulder resting against the frame of the closet door. He’d wrapped a towel around his waist, and his damp hair was slicked back from his face.
Alasdair walked over with a pair of khaki pants and a black button-down and said, “His blood has allowed you to hear our thoughts also?”
Leo’s eyes sparkled. “Apparently,” he said, chuckling. “It started a minute ago in the shower when you were being all territorial about me. You know, I was kind of hoping, if I would get anything, it would be this. It’s so…”
“Yes?” Alasdair prompted.
When Leo went to take the clothes from him, he closed the distance between them and held his hands in place. “It’s intimate.”
Alasdair lowered his eyes to Leo’s mouth and let his thoughts run free. That it is. You will become addicted to the feeling. Every experience will be heightened and everything before it will pale in comparison. Then again, once you experience both Vasilios and me together, you will never be satisfied with anything less. And everyone other than us is less.
“Jesus,” Leo sighed.
Alasdair took great delight when his pulse rocketed. Both of us filling you, top to bottom. Inside and out. Yes, Leonidas, this will always and forever be a very intimate thing.
Alasdair smirked as he went to brush by him, but Leo caught hold of his bicep, halting him in place. The sheer strength in those fingers had tripled. Leo had an Ancient’s blood mingling with his, and the result was powerful indeed.
“As amazing as all that sounds, I’m not going to just lie down for you at will. I thought I was going to die last night, so I came to you willingly. Things have changed now. And not just my ability to be able to hold you off.”
Alasdair tensed, curious as to what Leo meant by that . Is this a threat? And if it is—
“God, you’re paranoid. Relax. Don’t you know by now I don’t want you dead? Hell, I offered myself up to keep you safe. But, if you want me in your bed again, you’re going to have to work for it.”
He couldn’t believe that, in a moment such as now, he felt amused, yet as Alasdair stared Leo down, his lips twitched. Their existence might have been in grave danger, but right then, Leo had his full attention.
“And how am I going to do that?”
“You’re going to wine and dine me.”
Alasdair cocked his head to the side, the phrase foreign to him. “Excuse me?”
“That’s right,” Leo said as he walked into the bedroom. He dropped the pants on the bed and then shrugged into the shirt. “You’re
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