“Uh, guys? The bed’s back that way.” “Yeah, I know. But the shower’s this way, and I have a sudden urge to get you all hot, slick and soapy, princess.” “Sounds good to me too. First we can get you all clean, and then we are going to do very dirty things to you.” Colin groaned. “We really need to work on your dirty talking, Griz. If I have to listen to your lame lines for the next seventy or eighty years, I’m going to need therapy.” “I thought it was cute,” Alayna came to Nik’s defense and paid for it with a swat to the ass as Colin set her down on the tiled floor of the bathroom. “See? It wasn’t lame.” Nik came in last, stripping his shirt over his head as he went. “She called you cute. Are you going to stand there and take that from our chosen? We’re her bonded. We’re badass. We’re elites. We’re fucking generals!
