“A message?” Kostya asked, a wicked gleam in his eye.
“The Alacrán Cartel might have allied with the Italians. But the Shadows have allied with the Russians. And only one side of this is coming out of this war alive.”
We dropped the man’s body on the edge of Tommaso territory—the warning carved in his stomach. The South Americans were going to learn that allying with that fucker was the worst thing they could have done.
13
LEONA
Iwoke in a tangle of limbs. A broad smile split my face as I took in the two men sleeping next to me.
Ciel breathed softly, his brown hair fluffier and curlier than usual, mussed from sleep. His arm still circled around my waist, warming the skin where we’d all kicked off the comforter.
My shy hacker. He understood me better than I knew myself. I ran my hand through his hair and his eyes fluttered open.
“Hi,” I whispered.
“Hey,” he said, mouth turning up at the corners, and tightening his arm around me.
Wynn laid on his stomach on my other side, with one arm nestled under his head. His light eyelashes brushed against his cheeks, and he’d never looked more perfect.
My heart swelled. Both of them were everything I needed exactly when I needed it.
What I wouldn’t give to lie here in Wynn’s bed forever.
And for the record, it was comfier than the bed in mine and Cas’s room, but nothing beat the hacker’s plush mattress.
“We have to be quiet,” I murmured to Ciel, running my finger over the stubble on his chin. Ineededto touch him. To keep some point of contact between us. “Don’t want to wake Wynn.”
“He’s awake,” Ciel said with a little chuckle, eyes crinkling. “He’s just closing his eyes.”
I whirled to find Wynn watching me through the fringe of his platinum hair. He sighed and turned onto his side. “I was enjoying the quiet, and Ciel ruined it.”
He leaned forward and took my lips in a heated kiss. Ciel’s hands roamed over my hips. I broke the kiss in a fit of giggles.
“Round two, love?” Wynn asked, quickly glancing over my shoulder at Ciel. Idefinitelydid not miss the heat that sparked between the two of them when we were in the library. We’d be exploring more of that in the future, for fucking sure.
Ciel’s hand palmed my bare ass, and I squeaked. “What time is it?”
“Late afternoon,” Ciel murmured, running his nose on the back of my neck, sending shivers all the way to my toes. “There’s no rush to get up. Let’s nap more.”
I sucked in a breath. Heat already pooled between my legs, but my body was also sparking with another kind of mission.
Something had shifted inside my chest. My head felt much clearer. We could do this.
“We have to get up.” I laughed even as my entire body tightened at the way the two of them closed me in.
“Why?” Ciel asked, pressing a kiss to the inside of my hand. Wynn ducked his head and kissed my cheek. My brain felt fuzzy, barely able to resist their touches.
“I agree with Ciel,” Wynn whispered. “This is better than getting up.”
My stomach fluttered. “I would stay with you two forever if there weren’t three other people waiting on us. But we need to plan. I told them I just needed time to process.”
Ciel sighed dramatically but he sat up, grabbing my hand to pull me with him. His thumb rubbed over the back. “If you say so. Feeling better?”
I nodded, heat flushing down my neck. “Thanks to you two.”
“Anytime, love,” Wynn responded, climbing out of bed. Ciel and I both locked onto the bare strip of skin of his abs that showed when he pulled on a shirt and stretched. “I’m thirsty.”
