Walk naked to my clothes which sat on a chair next to Master Dorian.
Well, this sucked.
I also realized the twins were now awake but pretending not to be to see what I would do.
“You two are bastards as well,” I grumbled at them.
“No,” Roran said, “we just want to see that pretty ass walking around the bedroom, naked and glorious.”
I glanced over at Rilen who had rolled to his side. “Help me?”
He shook his head with a wicked grin.
“Ugh!” I grunted.
Tossing the sheet back, I scooted down the bed and put my feet on the ground.
I cheered myself on and rose from the seated position. Two of the three men in there had already seen me naked. The last was an arrogant ass.
I wanted to take a deep breath, but they’d probably all laugh if I did. Instead, I put one foot in front of the other and walked to the chair that was hosting my clothes.
“Mmm.” Someone still in the bed couldn’t stay quiet long enough to make me feel less like a tool. I had thought about grabbing the cloak, but I didn’t know where that was.
So I strode to the chair and found a pants outfit someone had retrieved from my closet. It was clean, and it would do.
Refusing to turn around, I grabbed the small panties that went underneath and bent over to pull them on—
“Oh, Sweet Mother of Gods,” Roran said.
“Damn that’s pretty,” Rilen mused.
I cringed and quickly pulled the garment up my legs. Both of them made sounds of disappointment.
Spinning around, I flipped a rude gesture at them.
They groaned again.
I gasped and looked down.
This time it was my breasts.
A large, warm body was directly behind me before I could turn back and away from their gazes.
Master Dorian took a deep inhale at the junction of my neck and said, “Mmm. They can’t help it, little one. You are such a delectable morsel.” He stayed still, not touching me. “Roran, Rilen, did you enjoy this little snack in our bed?”
“There was some bath time as well,” Roran answered.
“And she’s definitely interested in some anal play,” Rilen offered.
I just wanted to die at that point.
Master Dorian loomed behind her. “And she has power again.”
“Yes,” they chorused, and Roran went on alone, “We can always double check that if you’d like.”
The bastard chuckled. “Oh, I think she’d like that. I smell her cream.”
The twins groaned, and Rilen stroked a hand over his erection under the sheets.
Master Dorian’s hands were on my shoulders, and his breath tickled my ear. “The cocks in this room are yours. You command them. You demand them. Right now, I want you to dress. I want you to go to your apartments. Go through your day. Your training. Your duties.
“But tonight, and every night after this, you will sleep in this bed.”
I swallowed hard, feeling the twins’ eyes on my breasts.
“Will you be there as well, Master Dorian?”
He didn’t answer me. “Dress, Kimber. From now on, if you are even just a little below the level of power you are at now, you will find the twins, and they will supply what you need. Understood?”
I nodded slowly as he took his hand off my shoulder. A moment later, he drew the shirt around my front, sliding the sleeves up my arms, and carefully buttoned the back.
“Dress,” he whispered.
I nodded and grabbed my clothes.
It took all I had not to spring to the bathroom and slam the door.
*
Jallina’s tears hurt.
She sipped her coffee to cover up some of her pain, but it was too big to hide.
I simply had no tears left. I had cried them all out.
A morning walk a few days after his death had turned into spending hours weeping at the small, plain marker I found in the memorial garden. It merely said his name and the dates of birth and death.
“Elex.” She smeared a tear off her face.
“I would never have believed it, save for having been there when he said those terrible things.”
“I just…”
All I could do was nod. “He even told me that the only people I could trust were you, Drez, and Arik.”
“How did he die?”
The snort escaped me. “Oh, not well.”
“You’re not going to tell me how this happened, are you?”
I stared at her. “I can’t.”
Eventually, she nodded. “And his work in the university?”
“Ongoing. Actual and real and helpful.”
“Will we be able to give him a pyre?”
I shook my head. I didn’t dare ask Master Dorian for that. “No. Just the marker. I’m sorry.”
The more I thought about it, the more I realized I didn’t want to ask Master Dorian for a pyre for Elex. He had betrayed the deepest part of me. He had lied and misled us for years. Decades. And I needed him to not haunt my thoughts anymore.
“Are you all right?” Jallina touched the back of my hand.
“I am. I will be. It’s a long road I’m on, and there’s a learning curve like you wouldn’t believe.” I considered her a moment. “Do you have any news to report on the people of S’Kir?
“None, save they are curious about the ouster of Elex. Oh, and if the machine will work and give us a chance to survive the collapse of the mountain.”
“It will,” I answered. “I’m not entirely sure how it works, but everyone who does is very excited. It should be able to give us close to a four-hour warning before the tremors.”
“That’s plenty of time to get people away from the danger areas, isn’t it?”
“Oh yes.”
Except we wouldn’t be evacuating. Four hours was enough time for me to find Roran and Rilen and engage in some mad fucking so I had enough power to stop the tremors.
For the past five days, I had been in bed with the twin masters, and there hadn’t been much sleeping. If it wasn’t one of them, it was the other. And they were delighted to pass me off between them.
I still wasn’t sure it was right to have let them take me the very night Elex had died. But I would always immediately remember: he had betrayed me, had sex with Master Dorian, and done both almost without thought.
Truthfully, I didn’t mind having the two of them claiming me. I enjoyed every touch and every dirty innuendo. They didn’t mind taking my direction, and I certainly didn’t mind taking their cocks.
My face went red while I was sitting there. Jallina peered at me over the cup.
“I know you, Kimber. What’s going on?”
Did I want to tell her? I needed to trust someone who wasn’t at the temple. “Do you swear not to go to the betting parlor with this?”
“Holy crap, yes, I swear. I can’t, remember. I can’t associate casually like that or we blow the cover—damn. Who cares about that? Whose bed?”
“Master Rilen—”
“Oh, gods!” Jallina laughed. “Are you serious?”
“—and Master Roran.”
Her jaw hit the table. “Wait. Both of them?”
I cleared my throat. “At the same time.”
She turned her head to an angle. “Same-same time or just same.”
“Just same, for now.”
“For now.” She started laughing. “Oh, gods, Kimber. I never would have guessed! Not you!”
Neither had I. Both of them, and they were seriously into me. They could barely keep their hands off me. I liked it.
“They left yesterday morning for the Northern Temple, and I didn’t know what to do with myself,” I admitted.
“Oh, I understand. When Drez has an assignment overnight, I’m completely bereft without him there. The bed is too big, the dark is too dark, and the silence is too loud.”
“That’s exactly it. They’ll be back in about three days, but meanwhile, I don’t know what to do.”
“Relax. Rejuvenate. If Drez and I in bed are any indication of what it’s like in your bed,” Jallina grinned and rested her chin on her hands.
“And I have two of them all over me.”
Jallina sat back and grabbed her tea. “Aren’t you exhausted?”
“Not really.” I tipped my head. “I’m getting some damn good thigh workouts.”
She almost spit her coffee out.
Then the café popped and jerked. Several glasses crashed to the ground, and several people let out gasps of terror.
Jallina stared at me for a moment and then leapt to her feet. She snatched my hand and pulled me toward the door.