Caspian resettled himself, now with a smug smile playing about his lips. “Heh. If only Tor were around to hear that I have superior stems.”
Dahlia's gaze found mine, and she gave me a little roll of her eyes to show what she thought of his assessment, but then shrugged as if to say, “What can you do?”
Caspian removed his focus from the puzzle and ran his hand up Dahlia’s leg. The pulse of lust was undeniable.
Crap. Time to go.
I bolted out of there like a rocket had just launched out of my ass. Or maybe everyone would just assume I really had to pee. Honestly, either was a preferable explanation to the truth. I was a horny disaster.
Dammit.
Rushing down another hallway, I kept going, passing doors for other suites, meeting rooms, the kitchens, but there was always someone around. At this point, I was a liability to anyone near me.
And that was when I came across the gym.
The gym filled with sweaty, half-naked warriors. Mine included.
Fuck. Me.
No, seriously. Please.
I stood helpless to do anything but watch as Chaos squared off with the aforementioned Tor, the two men circling each other before launching into a series of blows so perfectly executed I think I swooned. What was it about two hot, muscular men fighting by choice? My ovaries gave a throb, and if I wasn’t already pregnant, I would have ovulated on the spot. I was sure of it.
Alek and Kai were at the weight bench, the Viking spotting the fae as he lifted a barbell with so much weight I feared it would snap. Part of me wondered why these supernatural beings even needed a gym. They were genetically predisposed to be warriors. They’d be this strong with or without exercise. But then Chaos slammed Tor to the mat, and a shockwave of his power released through the room.
Ah. Now I understood. This was a release for them. For War and the Berserkers, at least. I wasn’t sure about Kai. But thosethree weren’t here to get stronger; they were here for the same reason I needed to feed. If they couldn’t release the violence building within them, they’d snap. Just like if I didn’t feed, eventually my succubus would take matters into her own hands.
It was a dangerous life we led, simply by existing.
As I moved further into the room, I caught sight of a ripple in the wall to my left. The space changed from an obstacle course to an archery range. Rosie and Ben took up their places at the opposite ends of the targets and began taking turns firing arrows. Rosie nailed it dead center every time, stripping the previous arrow with each shot.
Damn, she was talented. Even as pregnant as she was, the woman would put Robin Hood to shame.
“Red? What’s wrong?” Chaos startled me, pulling my focus from the pair of archers.
He’d abandoned his sparring match and was standing directly in front of me, bare chest glistening with sweat. I almost moaned as a drop trailed down his pec before running over his defined abs and disappearing into the waistband of his fitted shorts. Following that little bead of temptation was a massive mistake. Because now I could see the outline of a very familiar bulge. Not to mention the thick muscles of his thighs.
I didn’t realize I’d bitten down on one of my knuckles until he was tugging it out of my mouth.
“Red? You okay?”
“Huh?” I snapped my head up, wiping at my chin in case of accidental drool.
His answering smile was amused, though a crinkle of concern still marred his brows.
Question finally registering as my brain caught up, I finally managed to answer, “I’m fine, I was just going for a walk.”
“Okay.”
His simple acceptance felt like a trap.
“What? It’s the truth.”
“I believe you.”
“What do we believe?” Sin asked, walking up from behind Chaos. He was freshly showered, a towel still hanging around his shoulders and his blond hair currently a deep gold.
“That she’s fine. Just going for a walk.”