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Michel winked at him. Not bad for a newbie and for it being five on one. You won t have to
face those kinds of odds in the field. However, well done. Did I burn you too badly? I turned down
the heat as low as it would go.
Madigan rubbed his ass. It s like getting a bad sunburn. Not too bad. He gave a sheepish grin.
Guess I m not as badass as I thought I was.
Well, in your defense, if Cross would ve let you go full out and throw projectiles, we wouldn t
have stood a chance, Dex rumbled. I m very proud of you, Madigan.
He beamed under their praise. He felt awesome despite the fact that they had just kicked his ass
to town and back. I wish I could move like you guys though. It s like you re playing chess or
something. I just kind of throw myself around.
The strategy will come with time. It takes years to be able to think on your feet in a high-stress
battle situation. Michel petted him on the back. How about you heal up our fearless leader and
Trouble so we can get around to your reward?
Madigan shuddered at the thought of what was to come. He deserved it, had earned it. He
walked over to Bren and Cross before kneeling down on the ground beside his lovers and wincing at
the angry red burns he saw on their bodies. I m so sorry, he apologized, running his fingers over the
heated flesh.
Bren winced. All good, bright eyes. I underestimated your speed. With a deep breath Madigan
called the other side of himself forth. This power was definitely more welcoming than the violent
energy of his more aggressive powers. He actually liked the way healing felt, like he was bathing
whoever he touched in a soothing white light.
Likewise, Cross rumbled. I ve never seen anyone move as fast as you without popping in and
out of place. Must be a nephilim thing.
Madigan shrugged but didn t say anything. There wasn t much he could do to contribute to the
conversation. He had no idea what was normal and what was abnormal for people like him.
He forced the power in their wounds, knitting together the burned flesh and forcing new skin to
regrow over the old. He frowned at the particularly stubborn bit of skin on Cross s shoulder. The fire
had been held on too long and had eaten through a few layers. I really am sorry, guys, he apologized
again, pushing his power into deeper tissue. I should ve asked how to turn it down.
Cross chuckled even as he had to have been in some extraordinary pain. It s all right, Madi. I
promise. If we hadn t been so arrogant, this wouldn t have happened. Don t worry. We ll be right as
rain when you finish. They had faith in him. It was such a profound yet simple thing, believing in
someone else. It was a very heady power.
After a few more minutes, he thought he had healed as much as he was able. He opened his eyes
to see faint pink patches of skin where the ugly red burns had once been. He smiled. Awesome. I
think I m going to like this angelic powers thing. Seriously. He turned his head so that he could
check out Bren s healed mark as well. Yeah. I am definitely going to like this. He raised his gaze
and his breath hitched at Bren s expression. Pure heat was written all over his face.
Ready for your reward, bright eyes? he asked, his voice a guttural purr of desire. Madigan
swallowed, his nephilim instincts screaming at him that it was about time that he got the show on the
road and gave himself some loving today. He d gone from having sex with his men three to five times
a day to having sex once a day. Granted, he filled those days with training, but still, his instincts were
all about getting down and dirty with his boys.
Hell yes, Madigan growled. The newfound confidence just seemed to bleed out of him. Since
you were the one who challenged me, it s only fair that I get your ass first, huh? He stretched his
wings out wider. He d had Michel before, knew what it felt like to be balls-deep inside his lover, but
it had been a onetime thing and it was clear to everyone that he wouldn t be taking the more
aggressive role in the near future. To have one of his other lovers was going to be a treat, especially
given the fact that he was going to get to take one of his big, bad tops. Bren, Yuri, and Cross might
bottom for their other lovers, but for the most part, they preferred to be the ones in charge of the
bedroom even when they did bend to another man s will. Madigan wanted everything that went along
with being in charge this time. He wanted it bad. Hell, he might even convince them to let him use the
sex swing that Yuri had bought for them at home. The thought made his already hard cock press
uncomfortably up against his zipper.
Your wish is my command, Bren drawled, pushing his workout pants down his powerful
thighs. Yuri, want to do the honors and fuck him while he does me? I think you deserve it
considering you brought the brat to his knees.
Yuri shrugged. I had help. I can t take all the credit. However, I ll take first round. Madigan
shuddered at the thought. First round meant there would be a second round.
Bren winked. It just means you get to play with our lovely Madigan s wings first. The
reminder of how good it felt to have someone s hands on his wings nearly made him shoot into the
tight confines of his pants. When Cross had stroked him on the roof, it had felt like there was an
intimate connection between his cock and the wings that had sprung from his back on his free fall
from the top of the tower.
He popped his button and shoved his pants down to his feet. He eyed Bren s backside with new
interest. The tight bubble of flesh would be the perfect home for his cock. He squirmed.
Lube? he asked as Bren got down on all fours and threw a come and get it look at him.
I ll grab it, Dex rumbled, turning from their little circle and jogging back over to their table.
Bren licked his lips, his eyes sliding shut as contentment overtook his features.
You okay? Madigan asked, massaging down his back and ass, kneading the tension out of the
muscles. You really don t have to do this. The image of the two of them fucking just wouldn t leave
his head. He could easily envision Bren s tight body wrapped around him as Madigan thrust over and
over inside of him.
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