Hidden in Smoke (Phoenix Rising #2)

As the two continued to jibe each other good-naturedly—well, at least semi-good naturedly—I watched Nix as the game began. She was extremely flexible—it was easy to see why she had been confident in her choice. She flowed from spot to spot—stretching, twisting, and arching as if the movements were effortless. I could barely breathe. My mouth was dry as dust, and I wanted to see how much farther she could twist.

Ryder was the first to fall. In a dramatic move, Nix arched backward across his lap into a backbend in order to reach the blue circle that Damien called. Ryder swore, barely breathing from his prone position on the ground as he stared in shock at Nix. “How the hell are you able to bend like that?” His voice was husky, his eyes hot and greedy as he studied her. She simply shot him a cocky grin, remaining in her backbend.

Ryder slid himself from underneath her body, coming to stand by me as he shook his head. “God damn it. I had no idea she could bend like that!”

I leaned in, my mouth brushing his ear so that only he could hear me. “Ah, but imagine all we could do with her being that flexible. You deep in her throat, me deep in her pussy. With her ability to bend like that I’d be able to lean forward enough to lock my teeth on your neck.” My voice had dropped, the image I painted for Ryder taking hold in my mind as I studied them both. Ryder’s breathing was rapid beside me, as caught in the fantasy as I was he leaned towards me, his body swaying as it nearly brushed mine. “Would you like that? My mouth hot on your neck as I nip at you? Nix moaning around you, loving what we can do to her together? Her beautiful breasts hot and full in your hands?”

A glance at the others showed me they were focused on the game—all except Nix, that was. Her eyes were caught on Ryder and me, curiosity and lust blazing in her expression. Holding eye contact with her, I leaned down, brushing my lips against the side of Ryder’s neck. As he tilted his head to expose more of his throat to me, I sent Nix a wicked smile. Quick as a whip, I slid down the collar of his t-shirt, sinking my teeth into the hollow of his shoulder, flicking my tongue over it as I sucked, letting him feel the rub of my tongue ring. Ryder nearly fell backward into me, biting his tongue to hold in a groan.

Nix’s eyes lit up, and she swore as she hit the ground. I had already stepped away from Ryder as she shot me an irritated look. “That was totally cheating.”

Damien, Killian, and Theo all turned to look at where she was glaring. I smiled serenely, blinking slowly as though confused. Damien was the first to catch on as he glanced at Nix, then me, then Ryder. His deep laugh filled the room as he had to fight to stand upright. “Well, I had thought Ryder would have been the cheat. Looks like Nix is going to add a whole new dynamic to our games.”

I want to play some games… I didn’t try to keep the thought to myself this time, projecting loud and clear. Nix swallowed hard as Damien—a helpful friend as always—projected my thought to her.

“Kill wins round one. He can use the spinner for the rest of us.” I slid my glasses off, never moving my eyes from Nix as I did. She was starting to pant slightly, her eyes holding mine steadily. Shaking her head as if to clear it, she moved to stand by the second mat.

Did you actually bite Ryder? Damien’s mind-speech was amused, but his face was serene as the game began.

Oh yes. And she enjoyed every second of watching us. I could tell that Damien had opened the link to all of the guys when I heard them chuckle.

That was a seriously dirty trick. Nearly as bad as her backbend. Ryder complained.

From the flush on your cheeks and rate I can hear your heart beating, I don’t think you truly object. Leave it to Theo to be analytical even now. Our telepathic communication was no deterrent for the Kraken. Even on dry land, the guy moved like water, flowing and bending effortlessly from space to space.

Hey, you would be too if you’d heard the story he was spinning. Before I could say another word, Ryder blasted an image down the mental link of exactly what I had been painting for him. A needy, wanton Nix sandwiched between the two of us, pretzeling backward with ease, her skin flushed and covered in sweat as Ryder and I pleasured her.

Killian nearly dropped the spinner, and Damien slid with a thud, nearly knocking himself unconscious as his jaw slammed into the ground. I’m not sure that’s entirely feasible, was Theo’s dry response. However, I would be very interested in trying it. Huh. Go Theo!

Will all of you settle down! Killian’s voice was a roar in our head. You’re going to scare the crap out of Nix!

Oh, I don’t think you will. Damien’s mental voice held plenty of amusement as he rubbed the ache from his jaw. She’s projecting constantly since this last rebirth. What she is projecting is very, very interesting. She seems to still be struggling with building a wall, so I’ve been trying to wall her out of the link. I think she would be very interested in what we’re discussing—though at this point I don’t think her imagination is quite as wild as Hiro’s.

Interesting. I occasionally envied Damien his power to hold a mental link, especially when it came to understanding my brothers or Nix. I would have loved to know her fantasies and to spend hours—days—acting them out on her one by one.

Theo and I continued our dance across the Twister mat, each of us twining around the other as one move after the next was called. I wonder what it’d be like to have them twist around me like that. If Theo moved just a little closer I bet Hiro could kiss him. Nix’s voice was loud in our heads.

“Fuck!” Theo was down for the count. I couldn’t help but laugh when his mouth barely missed mine as he slipped. I stood with a flourish, bowing to the room in general. This was more fun than I had expected.





Twelve





Killian





“Totally not fair.” Nix jutted her lower lip out in the cutest fucking pout I had ever seen. “Hiro played dirty earlier. I want a redo. Or at least another game.” She placed her fists on her hips as she worked to keep the sad look on her face while she stared us down, begging for another chance to make it into the elimination round. Who knew our girl had such a competitive streak?

“Yeah, guys, let her play again. Then I can show her what playing dirty really looks like.” Ryder gave her a salacious grin, but since he was on her side, she didn’t even roll her eyes at him.

I won’t object to her bending around us a little more. Hiro interjected into our minds compliments of Damien.

Well, she won’t be bending around you, since you’re already in the finals, but she’ll be bending around me. The smugness in Theo’s tone was surprising. The fact that his loss may have landed him a chance to play a round of twister with Nix was making him and his Kraken happy.

I don’t think there’s a better view. Hiro bantered back, not one to be outdone.

I grunted in response. The fox was right. Watching her move effortlessly around my brothers was heating my blood.

“Alright Nix, let’s do another round. All four of us together.” Damien challenged with a glint in his eyes. I could feel his excitement about getting on the board with Nix. I didn’t fault the guy as he’d had to play his first game against Hiro and Theo; playing a round of Twister with our girl was guaranteed to be a lot more fun.

Out of nowhere, the spinner came flying at my face like a frisbee, and I prepared myself for the hit as I reached up to block it from nailing me in the nose. A squeak from Nix’s direction caught my attention just before I would have been pegged with the flying cardboard. One second she was standing on the other side of the twister board and the next she was falling into my lap—hard—as she caught the spinner in mid-air.

“Fuck, baby, are you alright? What the hell just happened?” I grabbed her arms to steady her, and she tensed up so hard I thought her muscles would snap. Scooping her off of my lap, I settled her onto the couch next to me and immediately removed my hands. “It’s alright, Nix, it’s just me.” I kept my voice low and tried to sooth her. Taking a deep breath, she relaxed marginally and looked at the spinning game piece in her hands.

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