Chaos’s fingers tightened just enough around my waist to make me squirm.
“We’re going to give up our mantles after this is over,” Grim said, not hiding anything. I could feel his honesty in every word.
They promised they’d never keep anything from me again, and here they were, proving they’d keep their word. It meant more than they could ever know.
As his statement settled, my chest tightened with worry. If they gave up their mantles, what would that mean for them? Who were they if not the horsemen?
“But... can you do that? What happened to the ones who came before you? Wouldn’t that mean you’d die?”
Chaos squeezed me closer. “If we choose to. But the man who gave me his mantle walked into battle willingly afterward and was killed by mortal means. He didn’t die instantly.”
Sin moved into my view, giving a little nod of confirmation. “I asked my guy about it. He told me he didn’t have plans to go off into the sunset just yet, but he was looking forward to a life enriched with meaning because he knew the days he had left were limited.”
“So you’ll become mortal?”
“As far as we know,” Malice said.
The thought of any of them dying filled me with immediate panic.
“Hey, it’s all good, kitten. A life with you means more to us than anything. We don’t want to have to worry about ushering in the end of the world after fighting so hard to prevent it. We just want to grow old with you and make some babies.”
That sounded . . . pretty fucking great.
“I can’t believe you guys would do that for me.”
“Why wouldn’t you? We would do anything for you, hellcat. Anything.”
A ball of emotion lodged itself in my throat, and suddenly I was blinking back tears.
“Hey now,” Grim murmured, pulling me out of Chaos’s hold and into his lap as he claimed a seat on the sofa. “This was supposed to be happy news. Why are you crying?”
My lower lip trembled as I struggled to find the words to explain. “I... I just never thought anybody could love me this much. No one has ever chosen me before.”
He stroked the tips of his fingers down the side of my face, sending little bolts of lust and comfort through my limbs. “Then I guess that makes us equal, because love was never something I thought I’d know either.”
Annnnd the tears just kept coming.
“Look at our pretty little mate. Pregnant and emotional. What are we going to do with you?” Sin teased, sauntering over to where Grim still held me in his lap. He dropped onto the cushion next to us and leaned in, claiming my lips as he wiped my tears away with his thumbs.
“There’s a lot going on, okay?” I said after he pulled back.
“Quite right,” Grim murmured.
“Sounds like you need a distraction, baby,” Sin whispered against my lips as Grim trailed kisses along the back of my neck.
Malice cleared his throat. “I do believe it’s my night to provide said distraction.”
Sin’s chuckle washed over me. “This will just be the appetizer. Don’t worry, Mal, it’s still your bed she’ll be sleeping in tonight.”
“Well, in that case,” he mused, rolling up the sleeves of his shirt as he joined us.
Grim’s palm slid under my shirt and up until he cupped my bare breast, fingers teasing my nipple and sending tingles straight between my legs. Meanwhile, Sin tugged at my silky pajama bottoms until I was a sexy Winnie-the-Pooh.
“Always so ready for us,” he murmured, reaching between my thighs.
A soft moan left my lips as the two of them worked in tandem. The sound of a zipper had my eyes landing on Mal as he pulled his cock out. My mouth watered at the sight of him. Long, thick, and already dripping.
“Why are you still dressed?” I asked Chaos, my voice breathy as Grim’s hands grew more insistent and Sin pulled my legs apart as he dropped to his knees in front of me.