I thought they might let me rest after the first time. My body was warm and heavy between them, my head pillowed on Kael’s chest, Riven’s arm draped over my waist. The fire had burned down to embers, the air soft with the scent of sweat and s*x.
But Kael’s hand slid into my hair, his fingers curling gently as he tilted my face toward his. “Up,” he murmured.
I blinked, slow and languid, but obeyed. Riven was already standing, the muscles in his back shifting as he stretched, his eyes on me with that same unreadable hunger that never seemed to fade.
The bath was waiting, steam curling into the air. The water was hot enough to make my skin tingle as Kael eased me in.
Riven followed, the surface rippling as he settled behind me, his thighs bracketing mine under the water.
For a moment, t
