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needs to be done. It just hurts like a bitch, you know?” Josh smiled at him, and Reed could feel his face heat to the tips of his ears.
Damn, the man was sexy.
Dark brown hair, cut close in the back, but slightly longer in the front, so it spiked up just a bit. Pale, scarred skin on a slightly bulkier and taller body than his own. Ocean blue eyes that seemed to change to a foamy blue in the light.
Like before with Hannah, Reed felt the urge to pick up a brush and paint.
Trying to get a closer look at the wound, Reed placed his arm on Josh’s bare skin. The man gasped at his touch.
Reed pulled back, but not before he saw a wave of desire flash across Josh’s face. The other man’s pupils dilated and his lips parted, a flush rising to his pale skin.
Interesting.
Was Josh gay? No, bi maybe, like him. He’d seen the way Josh looked at Hannah. The expression was probably a mirror image of his own face, but for some reason, he didn’t feel a twinge of jealousy, only a feeling of rightness. In fact, the idea of the three of them felt even more right than the idea of just him and Hannah alone. Weird.
“The wards are set; we’re as safe as we can be, considering. How’s our patient?” Hannah’s brisk steps broke whatever heat had passed between the two men, but Reed didn’t care too much. He was too busy looking at the rosy-cheeked beauty walking towards them.
Still barefoot, she’d wrapped herself in one of the furs on the mantel and looked like a sexy cavewoman with her curly hair going every which way.
Reed rubbed the back of his neck, trying to release some of the sexual tension piling onto the tension from their imprisonment. His cock rubbed against the zipper of his jeans, threatening to leave a permanent scar. Tingles shot up his arms as her bitter apple and honey scent floated on the air to him, mixing with Josh’s ponderosa pine and he held back a groan. These two would be the death of him.
“I cleaned his wound, but I didn’t try and bandage it. I thought you’d look at it first.”
She blushed. “Okay.”
Reed moved back but didn’t get out of her way completely. He wanted to see her work, to smell her honey and crisp apple scent. She put her small hands around the wound, her teeth biting her bottom lip and tears forming in her eyes. They both gasped as Reed felt the energy in the room shift. The sexual tension calmed as the energy swayed and ebbed before funneling through Hannah and into Josh. He watched as parts of Josh’s arm knitted back together, ligaments winding against the muscle and tissue and his skin fusing together.
Really cool, but still kind of gross. He could totally do a project with some acrylics on canvas.
“Oh, darn it,” Hannah cursed under her breath.
Reed gave a look to Josh. Yeah, she was really cute when she tried to curse.
“What is it?” Josh sounded worried.
Not surprising because Reed was worried too.
“It won’t close all the way. I was worried to even attempt this in the first place since I’ve never healed a demon bite before, but it looked so bad I couldn’t not do it. You know?” She bit into her lip. She was gonna draw blood soon if she didn’t quit doing that.
“It’s okay, Hannah. You tried. Thank you.” Josh placed his hand on hers and gave it a squeeze.
Reed had the sudden urge to join them but held back.
The wound indeed looked better but was not healed per se. It still looked red and angry around the bite mark, and he was sure that, unless Hannah could use some herbs, it would be infected soon. Plus, they still had to contend with the whole bitten-by-a-demon thing and its repercussions.
All three looked at each other. The underlying current of unease at the unknown infection and the connections between them lay heavy.
“Reed, let me heal those bites from the wolves; that way you are at full strength.”
Though he really wanted
Damn, the man was sexy.
Dark brown hair, cut close in the back, but slightly longer in the front, so it spiked up just a bit. Pale, scarred skin on a slightly bulkier and taller body than his own. Ocean blue eyes that seemed to change to a foamy blue in the light.
Like before with Hannah, Reed felt the urge to pick up a brush and paint.
Trying to get a closer look at the wound, Reed placed his arm on Josh’s bare skin. The man gasped at his touch.
Reed pulled back, but not before he saw a wave of desire flash across Josh’s face. The other man’s pupils dilated and his lips parted, a flush rising to his pale skin.
Interesting.
Was Josh gay? No, bi maybe, like him. He’d seen the way Josh looked at Hannah. The expression was probably a mirror image of his own face, but for some reason, he didn’t feel a twinge of jealousy, only a feeling of rightness. In fact, the idea of the three of them felt even more right than the idea of just him and Hannah alone. Weird.
“The wards are set; we’re as safe as we can be, considering. How’s our patient?” Hannah’s brisk steps broke whatever heat had passed between the two men, but Reed didn’t care too much. He was too busy looking at the rosy-cheeked beauty walking towards them.
Still barefoot, she’d wrapped herself in one of the furs on the mantel and looked like a sexy cavewoman with her curly hair going every which way.
Reed rubbed the back of his neck, trying to release some of the sexual tension piling onto the tension from their imprisonment. His cock rubbed against the zipper of his jeans, threatening to leave a permanent scar. Tingles shot up his arms as her bitter apple and honey scent floated on the air to him, mixing with Josh’s ponderosa pine and he held back a groan. These two would be the death of him.
“I cleaned his wound, but I didn’t try and bandage it. I thought you’d look at it first.”
She blushed. “Okay.”
Reed moved back but didn’t get out of her way completely. He wanted to see her work, to smell her honey and crisp apple scent. She put her small hands around the wound, her teeth biting her bottom lip and tears forming in her eyes. They both gasped as Reed felt the energy in the room shift. The sexual tension calmed as the energy swayed and ebbed before funneling through Hannah and into Josh. He watched as parts of Josh’s arm knitted back together, ligaments winding against the muscle and tissue and his skin fusing together.
Really cool, but still kind of gross. He could totally do a project with some acrylics on canvas.
“Oh, darn it,” Hannah cursed under her breath.
Reed gave a look to Josh. Yeah, she was really cute when she tried to curse.
“What is it?” Josh sounded worried.
Not surprising because Reed was worried too.
“It won’t close all the way. I was worried to even attempt this in the first place since I’ve never healed a demon bite before, but it looked so bad I couldn’t not do it. You know?” She bit into her lip. She was gonna draw blood soon if she didn’t quit doing that.
“It’s okay, Hannah. You tried. Thank you.” Josh placed his hand on hers and gave it a squeeze.
Reed had the sudden urge to join them but held back.
The wound indeed looked better but was not healed per se. It still looked red and angry around the bite mark, and he was sure that, unless Hannah could use some herbs, it would be infected soon. Plus, they still had to contend with the whole bitten-by-a-demon thing and its repercussions.
All three looked at each other. The underlying current of unease at the unknown infection and the connections between them lay heavy.
“Reed, let me heal those bites from the wolves; that way you are at full strength.”
Though he really wanted
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