Chapter 32: With Intent To Harm

*Kyros’ POV*

Eris wrapped her legs around Deimos’ waist and pulled him to herself. I laid beside her as Atlas and Heiro laid themselves down at her other side.

“I wish I had more hands,” she whispered to all of us.

Deimos laughed before kissing her and flexing his hips against her. “Why is that, little one?”

To prove her point, she reached out and began to rub each of us in turn. “It’s not fair, there’s four of you and only one of me. Only two hands.”

Heiro laughed as he kissed up Atlas’ neck and nibbled his ear. “Are you suggesting we find someone else to help lighten your workload?”

Eris snapped to attention and turned a sinister glare on Heiro. “Don’t you ever suggest something like that again,” she bit out.

Deimos thrusted against her core, eliciting a sharp inhale from her. “That’s enough of that, little one.”

When she looked up at him, I watched her eyes close as she rolled her hips up to meet his. “Or what?” She teased.