[Mykel’s POV]I made my way towards Amya, taking pleasure in the scent of her arousal that was beginning to attack my nose. Fuck, it was like a siren's call and I could feel my steps quickening until I was close enough to feel her warmth beginning to seep into me."Then stick to your words, Mr. Assassin." Amya purred, licking her lips.Damn, she was sexy, but if I did stick to my words, would the same thing happen as last time? As much as I wanted her, I didn’t want her to think of anyone else but me while I fucked her."I intend to, but first, you’re going to answer some questions."Letting a slow smile spread across my face, I began to pull down the much too large pants that were hanging low on her waist, revealing the lacy panties she was wearing beneath."What do you mean?" She breathed. "Who the hell does an interrogation as foreplay?""Me," I said simply, yanking her pants down completely, leaving her in only her shirt and underwear."Now, first question...."Standing, I grabbed
[Amya’s POV]I took a deep breath and tried to collect my thoughts. I still didn’t really understand why Mykel was so hell-bent on knowing about my past, but in the end, I guess it wouldn’t hurt to tell him. Not like speaking the words would change the outcome. No matter what, Greyson was dead and he would never be able to come back.‘Are you sure about this?’ Mia asked, attempting to make me change my mind. ‘Isn’t that wound still pretty fresh?’‘Doesn’t matter.’ I insisted. ‘At one point or another, he will find out. Isn’t it better to just be brutally honest?’Sure, it would reopen a wound and cause the pain that had become a dull throb to reappear, but I actually found myself wanting to talk to someone about this. Especially because, up until now, I had kept it strictly to myself.‘If you say so.’ Mia sighed, slipping back into the Oasis, so I was alone with my thoughts once more."First, could you please remove your hand?" I huffed, ticking my gaze down to the large hand that sti
[Mykel’s POV]The next day, I stood outside watching as dark clouds began to spread across the sky. It was the perfect day for performing sneak attacks, and I almost felt as though the goddess was blessing this mission."Ready?" Amya called, drawing my eyes from the storm that was brewing above."Holy shit." I murmured, taking in the skin-tight black catsuit that hugged her curves perfectly. "You look...""Stunning, wonderful, amazing?" Amya offered, giving a twirl. "I will accept any and all compliments.""Is that so?" I smirked, reaching out a hand and grabbing her wrist. "Will you also accept a bit of worship?""A bit of what?" Amya gasped as I pulled her body against mine and placed my hands on her hips."Worship." I repeated, slowly trailing my fingers down her hips to her ass and then squeezing."I don’t think groping is worshipping." Amya giggled, pressing herself closer to me. "But I don’t mind if you continue."Letting a low growl escape me, I pressed my lips against hers and
[Amya’s POV]I kept my gaze fixed on the scenery outside of the carriage as Mykel laid his head against my shoulder. Something about having him so close to me calmed my jumbled nerves. Despite knowing that we were only going to my parent's house to get revenge, I couldn’t stop the anxiety that I felt at going back.It had already been many years since I lived in this place, as I was sent away early to learn to be a proper bride. How parents could so easily sell off their child was beyond me, but that was how mine was. I could only hope that Brayden was still safe and sound.‘It’s going to be fine.’ Mia said, jolting me from my thoughts.‘Go spend time with your mate and stay out of my head.’ I huffed, attempting to push her away.‘You were the one being loud with them.’ Mia pointed out.‘Whatever.’Rolling my eyes, I gave a strong mental push, sending Mia stumbling backwards into Armal’s arms. I was sure.Letting out a huff of frustration, I took in the much-too familiar scenery that
[Mykel’s POV]"Are we just going to stand here?" I asked, coming up to join Armal and Amya. "Did we come all this way to simply stand underneath a window or to actually spill some blood?""Of course we came to play." Amya giggled, her eyes flashing with excitement."Then let’s get moving."As I spoke, I pulled a grappling hook from my side and aimed. Using all my strength, I heaved, throwing the hook up enough for it to snag against the roof. Giving a tug to make sure it was secure enough to use, I met Amya’s gaze."Ladies first." I said, motioning for her to begin climbing."My, such a gentleman." Amya purred, clamping her hands around the rope and beginning to climb.Remaining in place, I found myself admiring Amya’s ass as it waggled about as she made her way towards her targets."Enjoying the show?" Armal chuckled, coming up beside me."And if I am?" I challenged, shooting him a look. "Are you going to ruin my fun?""I would never." Armal responded. "But I should remind you that A
[Armal’s POV]I stood in the corner watching the warm moment between Amya and Mykel. For all the years that I knew Mykel, I had only ever seen him either being an asshole or acting overly cocky, so seeing him be so serious and gentle with Amya was quite interesting."Enjoying the show?" Mykel asked, narrowing his gaze. "She’s mine.""I have no interest in stealing Amya from you." I sighed, rolling my eyes. "I have Mia, and she is more than enough for me. Anyway, I was only thinking that you may have finally been whipped. It’s actually rather funny.""Shut the hell up." Mykel growled, making his way to the window we had entered the room through and jumping onto the ledge. "You’re lucky that my arms are currently being occupied by Amya. Otherwise, I’d kick your ass. "As he spoke, Mykel leapt out into the night. Making my way to the place he had just stood. I looked down and watched as the rest of our group rushed up to him to get the details about the fight. Of course they wouldn’t sta
[Amya’s POV]I slowly crept across Brayden’s dark room, being careful to stay quiet in case someone were to be roaming in the hall beyond. Not to mention, to avoid startling Brayden.Reaching his bed, I held my breath as I slowly reached out a hand and gently touched his cheek."Hey," I whispered, kneeling down beside the bed as he began to stir. "Wake up, sleepy head.""Mmm?" I watched as Brayden’s brows knitted together before his eyes slowly began to open. "Sis?" he gasped, suddenly sitting up."Sssshhhhh." I hissed. "You’re going to wake mom and dad."Nodding quickly, Brayden mimed locking his lips and throwing away the key like I had taught him when we would play hide and seek."That’s a good boy." I beamed, reaching out and ruffling his hair."Why are you here?" Brayden whispered as I began to examine every inch of his skin. "Aren’t you afraid of getting caught?""Aren’t you happy to see me?" I countered. "I wanted to make sure that you’re doing well."Nodding, Brayden suddenly
[Mykel’s POV]"If you keep pacing like that, you’re going to dig a trench." Pam giggled. "You worried that Armal is gonna steal your woman?""Watch it," I growled.Stopping in place, I extended my senses, searching for Amya and Armal’s energies. They had already been gone for a long, fucking time. What the hell were they even doing? Didn’t they know how dangerous it was to stay here? Especially after what we did? What exactly did that bastard plan to do if he and Amya got caught? They knew we were in enemy territory!"Dammit." snarled, punching the trunk of a tree that was just to my left. "That DUMB ass!""Calm your shit." Lucian huffed. "Do you really think Armal would let anything happen?"Would he? Honestly, given his daredevil tendencies, I wouldn’t put it past him. He had managed to get himself into some pretty tight situations in the past. Most of which I had to help his ass out of."That’s it." I said, as a million different scenarios began to flash through my mind. "I’m going