Page 130 of Psycho Gods

We were desperate to link ourselves to her.

Any way we could.

Dr. Palmer bristled but looked at Arabella and changed the subject. “How is your relationship coming along with your mates? Do you trust one another more after the battle?”

“No,” Arabella said at the same time we answered in unison, “Yes.”

Arabella whipped her head toward us. “What are you talking about?” Navy eyes narrowed. “You three have done nothing to earn my trust.”

Scorpius scoffed loudly.

Arabella gritted her teeth and asked condescendingly, “Do you have something you want to say, Scorp?”

“Yeah, I do.” Scorpius laughed cruelly. “We fell to our knees in front of hundreds of witnesses and proclaimed ourselves your hounds. We promised to serve you and not the sun god, and you have the audacity to say we’ve done nothing.”

“Lie.” Arabella laughed louder. “There were sixty people. Max.”

Scorpius let out a string of expletives, and Dr. Palmer snapped, “Control your mouth in my office.”

Everyone ignored her.

Scorpius continued with exasperation, “Corvus even crawled for you.”

My gut twisted at the reminder.

She acted like it meant nothing to her.

“What else do you want us to do for you?” I looked down at my Revered. “Do you want us to watch you suck off the twins and say nothing about it? Because we’ve done that—we haven’t even brought it up?”

“Excuse me. Suck who off?” Dr. Palmer asked with confusion.

Scorpius muttered something about John holding her head as he adjusted his pants.

I rolled my eyes; his new obsession with the human was entertaining.

Poor John.

Arabella jabbed her finger into my chest. “Wow, you couldn’t just let it go? You had to bring it up. Sun god, I knew the three of you couldn’t be mature.”

“You had his cock down your throat, what do you want us to do?” Scorpius’s face turned red, and he gesticulated wildly. “Congratulate you?”

Arabella bared her teeth at him. “Maybe it would be nice to have a little support and not be slut shamed for owning my sexuality. Sun god knows it’s been hard enough for me after what I’ve been through.”

“Sweetheart,” Orion whispered. “Of course we support your sexuality.” He reached across me and grabbed her hand. “I thought it was hot.”

She held his hand back and smiled. “Thank you. That means a lot.”

I gaped at my Protector. “You cannot support her sucking off the twins?”

“Technically, I only sucked off Luka,” Arabella pointed out.

Orion nodded. “I support her. Not her actions.” He shrugged and whispered, “You have to admit it was—intense.”

I glared, not him too.

What was happening with my mates and the twins? Couldn’t they see that they were stealing our Revered from us?

“No,” I said. “What it was—was horrifying!”