Page 333 of Commanding Blood And Bonds
More like this body’s.
Cyrus
Chérie, I haven’t even gotten started.
Might I point out, you’ve had lifetimes with these women, and I had to suck death’s dick to finally get a chance with you last night.
Freya
*Eyeballs emoji, laughing emojis* Oh you must be desperate, playing the almost died card.
Honestly Cyurs.
*Cyrus*
Jesus, did my thumps have stroke?
*Thubs
*THUMBS*
Duck.
Never mind.
Cyrus
*Crying Laughing emoji, face palm emoji*
Can burn down a heavily guarded warehouse, but can’t text. Noted.
Freya
Look, I want your face between my thighs more than you do, but this means a lot to Fae. It’s the last chance we have to just…be normal. Do girl things.
Cyrus
Plan on losing?
Freya
Plan on fighting.
Cyrus
Fine. Enjoy the girls. Then get your fine ass back here.
Freya
Needy man.
Cyrus
…
With heat in my cheeks and my teeth clamped onto my lip to keep from grinning, I watched those three little dots load and vanish over and over again. I was on the edge of my hypothetical seat when he finally responded.
Cyrus
