Ignoring the scolding, I climb on top of Thaddeus and slump on top of him.
“Now, she will know you will just heal her every time she gets a hangover,” Orion scolds him. He then walks over and looks down at me.
“Just proves he likes me more,” I tell Orion teasingly.
“Is that so?” he says, rolling me off Thaddeus, climbing over him and on top of me. His legs straddled my hips.
“Yep,” I tell him, and his lips tug up in a grin. His eyes sparkle with mischief before he leans down to kiss me. I kiss him back, wrapping my arms around his neck pulling him closer. Orion moves to push his leg between mine and then settles between them.
His lips move to my neck as he sucks on my mark, making me moan loudly. His hand slips into my pants, and his cold fingers move to my clit as he starts rubbing them against me. I move my hips against his fingers, moaning at his touch before he slides a finger in me, making me gasp. His teeth graze my skin as he nips and sucks on my mark. I move my hips against his finger as he slides in another, making me moan loudly. Then, he suddenly pulls them from me, making me pout.
He sits up, popping his fingers in his mouth and sucking on them. I buck my hips against him, and he chuckles. “Nope. Apparently, I love you less,” he taunts.
Thaddeus chuckles. I purse my lips together at his teasing and huff at him in annoyance.
“Do you take it back?” he asks, raising his eyebrow at me.
I move my hand and grab his cock through his pants. I feel it twitch against my palm, and he groans, instantly leaning down to kiss me. However, I turn my face away, not allowing him to kiss me. He pulls back, and I squeeze his cock, feeling it strain against his pants.
Thaddeus laughs, making me and Orion look at him. “Give up, Orion. You won’t win; everyone knows she has you wrapped around her little finger,” he says, holding up his pinkie.
“Don’t pretend you’re not wrapped around it too, Thaddeus,” he retorts.
Thaddeus’ smile doesn’t waiver as he shrugs.
“Can you two stop bitching? We all know I am her favorite, right Evelyn?” Ryland says, rolling onto his side, facing us.
“Really? Fine, Evelyn, who is your favorite?” Orion teases.
I roll my eyes at them. “None. I hate you all equally,” I tell them.
“You don’t hate us,” Ryland huffs.
Orion leans down, pressing himself against me, and I moan, feeling the bulge in his pants press against my pulsating core. “She definitely doesn’t hate me,” Orion mutters. He doesn’t give me a chance to snap back anything as his lips assault mine and he grinds his hips into me.
I wrap my legs around his waist, tugging him closer, moaning into his mouth. My panties are dampening as arousal floods me.
“You guys are not fucking in my bed!” Amara shrieks. Orion stops, looking over his shoulder, and I look too. Amara is standing in the doorway. “My eyes! You have scarred me for life. I cannot unsee what I have just witnessed.”
“We are not doing anything,” Orion chuckles at her as she fakes injury like she has been blinded.
“I can smell her arousal over here; you were definitely doing something,” Amara states.
“Why, jealous, Amara?” Thaddeus taunts his sister, and I slap his chest.
“You better change the fucking sheets, Thaddeus,” Amara warns him, pointing a finger at him like a scolding parent.
“I will; I don’t want you sniffing the sheets,” Ryland says. Amara growls at him, a dangerous look in her eye as she glares at him.
“We are heading home today anyway,” Thaddeus answers.
My head snaps towards his. “Already?” I ask. I like it here, but I do miss home.
“Yes, Evelyn, you will go into heat soon. Besides, I miss home,” he says, and I nod.
“Mom will be upset,” Amara states, walking over and laying at the foot of the bed.
“I know, but it isn’t that far away and-” Thaddeus says and stops himself mid-sentence.
“And what?” Amara asks, raising an eyebrow at her brother.
“And I will tell her she can visit.”
“You’re not leaving?” Amara says, sitting up on her elbows and staring at him.
“No, not while-” he pauses again, looking at me. I can feel something through the bond but can’t understand the feeling; the only thing I know is he doesn’t want me to know what it was.
“Argh, don’t worry. I see. And by the way, that discussion will not go down well; just a heads up.”
“Amara,” Thaddeus growls.
She puts her hands up. “Looks like you will be discussing that earlier than planned now,” she says, jumping off the bed and laughing.
“Discuss what?” I ask, curious at what Amara has seen.
“Not here; at home,” Ryland says.
Orion hops off me, and Thaddeus gets up, putting a shirt on. Ryland, however, pulls me on top of him. I sit up and look down at him, his hands on my hips.
“When are we leaving?” I ask, looking over my shoulder at Thaddeus, knowing he will be the one deciding.
“After breakfast.”
I hop off Ryland, grab one of Ryland’s shirts and pull it on. When Orion hands me a bag, I open it and find some new clothes and underwear. Orion kisses my cheek as I pull them out and start putting them on. “You should have enough clothes now; I went shopping this morning and the trunk is full. Oh, and Ryland got you this,” he says, tossing me something. I catch it before realizing it is a phone.
“Thank you,” I tell them.
“I didn’t know your email, so you’re using Ryland’s, but you can change it,” Orion tells me, and I nod.
“I bought it yesterday so you could call Lana,” he tells me.