"We’d appreciate that." Asher responded. "Now, I think we’ve taken enough of your time."Standing, he gave a slight bow to Q before motioning for Ashton and I to follow. I stood first, nearly stumbling backwards, forgetting that Ashton had hold of my hand. Glaring, I tried to yank it free, but Ashton kept a strong hold."Figure out your price and we will meet again tomorrow." Asher continued, oblivious to the oddness that was going on between me and my confusing mate."Have a good evening." Q said simply, getting up and heading out of the room.

A low groan escaped Ashton’s lips as I took his dick into my mouth, letting my tongue glide across his head and shaft.Man, he was big and I wasn’t able to take it all, but what I couldn’t fit, I wrapped my hand around and began to move my mouth together with it."Shit, Thia," Ashton growled, reaching down and wrapping his hands in my hair. "Do you know what you’re doing?""Mhmm," I mumbled as I wrapped my fingers around his girth.How the fuck did I not know what I was doing? I was pleasing my mate and, in return, pleasing myself. All reason was gone, and only the sensations and sounds we wer

"That doesn’t really sound too bad." I murmured.Considering that we were supernatural beings, we had more than enough of a life span to spare a year.Unlike humans, who only lived to be 100 at most, we supernaturals could live to be at least 150. That meant that we had more time to play with than most."Maybe not, but you don’t know how long you’ll live." Asher pointed out just as Ashton came out of the bedroom."What’s this about life span?" Ashton asked, shooting me a glance."It doesn’t concern you." I snappe

"Have you decided?" Asher pushed, drawing Q’s attention back to us."It would be too much work for me to draw from all three of you." Q said slowly.A low growl erupted from Ashton as his body tensed and his eyes narrowed. Reaching out, I placed a hand on his thigh and squeezed, trying to remind him to stay calm."Do you really expect one of us to give you 20 years of our lives?" Ashton demanded, ignoring my attempt to sooth him. "You’re full of shit.""Ashton." I hissed.The atmosphere around the room was beginning to grow tense.

We arrived at the inn in record time and, despite being back, Ashton still didn’t release his hold on me. Instead, he sat on the couch and held me close.As much as I wanted to ask him what in the world was going through his head, I couldn’t find the courage to do so. What would I do if he suddenly decided that he was going to change his opinion of me? What if he simply said he was worried about me after what I had been through? Neither reply would be ideal and both would leave me confused."You’re pretty quiet." Ashton pointed out, drawing me from my thoughts. "If there’s something on your mind you should say it.""I’m sure that you know what I’m wonderin