Thankfully, and probably due to Griff, Reed, Raiden and now Neith flying, Ransom has set the ward height really fucking high. So high that when Neith and I were playing, we didn’t even get close to it, which shows just how high I’m flying now.
The guys showed me where Van’s pool was, so I check there first, and sure enough, Neith and River are shooting streams of fire out over the water. As I watch, I can’t help but be surprised at the way that Neith’s pink fire is behaving.
It’s like it's got a personality, a mind of its own. It’s playing with her and messing with River, too.
As I circle down closer to where they are, a bright pink stream of her fire shoots up into the air and wraps around me. I tense, thinking that it’s attacking because it doesn’t know if I’m a threat or not, but instead it just warms my scales pleasantly and threads its way around my body.
Neith’s gaze follows, and her smile widens as I land and shift back, the fire hanging around for a few more minutes before it goes back to her.
“Are you controlling that this time, or is the fire still doing it?” I ask her with a smirk.
She grins, “Well, I sent it up to you, but the fire decided to stick around and play.”
River smiles proudly, “I’ve never seen fire behave like hers does.”
“That’s probably because we’ve never met a supernatural like Neith before,” I point out. “Plus, it’s Neith. She wouldn’t have done what was expected even if she were a supernatural that we were all familiar with.”
“Good point,” River grins.
Neith
Igrin, “You know I’ve decided just to accept that nothing about me is ever going to do what it’s supposed to do. I mean, it’s been the same way for thirty-odd years. You would think that I was already used to it by now.”
Coen smirks, “I think that’s a good way to look at it.”
He moves over to me and pulls me into his arms, kissing me deeply and making me forget my own damn name. Just when I think that this moment can’t possibly get any better, I feel River move up behind me, his body molding to mine, and his hands holding my hips tightly.
His lips trail up my neck, and I moan in pleasure, causing both of them to growl in the most delicious way. Coen’s tongue dances with mine for amoment longer before he pulls back and smirks, spinning me so that I’m facing River, and his lips kiss up the opposite side of my neck.
River kisses me with a need that has my thighs clenching and my pussy pulsing with need. The feel of Coen pressed up against me, and both of their lips on my skin has desire rising within me, and I’m seconds away from telling them to get naked.
Chapter Fourteen
Neith
“Neith!” someone suddenly yells, and we all break apart.
“Fuck,” Coen curses as he looks at the flames surrounding us.
“That’s not good,” River mutters, his eyes wide.
Senka suddenly appears in the ring of fire with us, “No, it's not. You three really need to be careful where you choose to make out and maybe do it in less flammable places.”
“Whoops,” I mutter. I know I should probably regret it, but the only thing that I am currently regretting is that we were interrupted and I didn’t get to play with both of them.
Senka rolls her eyes, “You need to put it out before this whole forest goes up in flames, and then you’ll have to deal with some very pissed off supernatural creatures that currently call it home.”
“Shit, sorry. You’re right,” I reply as my brain switches from sexy as fuck men to the fact that we are standing in a ring of fire, which is rapidly spreading.
“It’s not just yours, it belongs to all three of you. You’re all going to have to work together to get it under control,” Senka explains.
“Well, at least it wasn’t just me that lost control,” I grin.
Coen chuckles, “I’m not sure that’s a good thing, Love.”
I shrug, “We’ll just have to make sure that when the three of us are together, we do it in my room. That one is fireproof.”
Both of their expressions heat with desire as they realize what I’m suggesting, and I smirk as they take a step closer to me.
