Chapter 155 - Saint

"Everyone meet up in Xander's office," Taryk said over the implant.

I relayed the information to Kiema and Kord. They nodded.

We all got off the bed and started looking for clothes. Watching Kiema's perfect body slowly be covered with clothing had me gritting my back teeth against the urge to throw her back down on the bed and ravish her. After the scene in the Hold between her and Scarlet, I was in some serious need of relief.

Ransom groaned softly beside me.

I turned to look at him. He had the same hungry look on his face that I probably sported on mine.

Kord, the fucker, looked like he'd just gotten back from a fucking tropical vacation.

"Guys, Scarlet's worried. Book it," Taryk said, breaking into my mental fantasies.

Ransom told the other two the update.

Kiema adjusted her hair, pulling it up into a messy knot on top of her head. One of my new sweatshirts draped over her like an oversized blanket, but seeing her in my clothes soothed the beast inside me. Te