My own frame shivered as Syrion attacked the area between my legs. I was grateful I was on my knees because I knew I wouldn’t have been able to stand.
I barely managed not to scream as I began to climax again, and I felt Daath pull on my hair and groan, signaling to me that he was about to cum himself. He pulled my face closer as his hot liquid shot down my throat. I shuddered as my body relaxed, and grabbed his hips, holding him close.
Once he finished, he gasped and pulled himself off me. I swallowed everything left in my mouth and took a deep breath to clear my throat. The three of us stayed still for a moment, steadying our breathing. I leaned against Syrion’s chest and closed my eyes. He stroked my hair and wrapped his arms around me, and I felt a sense of peace and safety I only felt with them.
Daath sat down next to me a moment later and handed me a glass of water. I smiled at him before drinking half of it in one gulp. I almost felt like I could sleep right there on the study floor and not have another nightmare.
Unfortunately, I had things to do outside of this comfortable little room.
“I love you both,” I kissed Syrion and Daath each.
“We love you too,” Daath smiled, cupping my face with one hand. I felt Syrion move my purple hair back and kiss the side of my head, which I leaned into. I closed my eyes again and let myself rest for a moment, knowing that it needed to end.
“Will you stay with us tonight?” Syrion inquired.
“Please.” Daath smiled sweetly like he was offering candy. “It would mean the world to get to sleep beside you again.” I’d been spending more and more time on Earth lately. As much as I wanted to stay with them - I truly did - I felt like after my excursion with Kalian today, I finally had at least some idea how to improve things on Earth. I wasn’t sure I could achieve what he had suggested, but the only way to see was to keep trying, and I knew the moment I diverted my focus from these tasks, the nightmares would grow even stronger.
“I’m sorry, my Kings,” I sighed. “I need to go back to Earth. I would stay if I could… but there’s too much at stake.”
Syrion nodded. “We understand…”
“We’re disappointed,” Daath broke in with a playful smile, “but we understand. How long do you plan to stay on Earth for this time?”
“At least a week. Maybe more.”
14
Myrcedes
I jolted as a fire blazed before me. When the smoke cleared, I saw my apartment reduced to ash. I screamed, but no sound came out as I rushed to Lindsay’s room. She wasn’t there. I called her name, but once again, I was silent. I moved some debris to make sure she hadn’t gotten trapped underneath something, but she was nowhere to be found. Tears welled and stung in my eyes as I looked around my home that was now nothing.
After getting a grip, I rushed out the door and headed for the stairs, covering my mouth as I flew through the smoke. The burning sensation filled my nose and flooded my lungs. I tried to knock on doors and tell people to run, to get out, to save themselves. No matter how hard I banged on doors and shouted, nothing made a sound. I ran out of the building and saw people scattered through the streets, some yelling, some sobbing, but one figure caught my attention. There was a mass of red curls attached to a pale body crumpled up on the ground. I ran over and turned the body over. Lindsay’s face stared back at me. Tears ran down my face as I shook her. Her eyes were open, but she wasn’t moving. She wasn’t breathing. I screamed and screamed her name, looking into her face, her human face that I’d known for twenty years and hadn’t seen since I’d become a reaper. But that face didn’t move. She didn’t move.
I pulled her up and hugged her to my chest, rocking back and forth. Sirens, fires, and screams all blazed around me, but all I could focus on was my best friend.
Then everything went dark, and I jolted awake. I shot up in my bed and looked around the walls of my apartment. I pressed my hand to my chest to make sure I could feel my breathing as I tried to steady it. Once I felt like the ground was beneath my feet again (well, so to speak, seeing as I was sitting in bed), I grabbed the glass of water on my nightstand and chugged it. I’d begun leaving a full glass next to the bed before I slept every night for this specific reason. I’d had snippets of this and other nightmares every night since I’d met Oli. I hadn’t had a recurring nightmare since before I met Syrion and Daath, so I’d gotten used to peaceful nights’ sleep. These nightmares seemed to hit me like a freight train.
Despite how much I was missing Daath and Syrion and all my friends at the Castle, I was spending more time on Earth because of this nightmare. Every morning that I didn’t get to look at my apartment and my best friend, I felt overwhelmed
