Book 2
Octavia had nothing, trapped in darkness and raised a soldier she knew only to kill and hunt. That is until she found her family. Having lost it all before she's determined to keep those she loves safe but it won't be easy when old faces retu...
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Octavia
I wake with my back pressed against Sky's chest, his arm snaking over my side to grip Riven's waist. I carefully shift enough to wipe the sleep from my eyes without waking Riven who's curled into my chest, quite happily using my boobs as a pillow. A soft smile tugs at my lips as I look down at his sleep mussed hair.
He's adorable. Little shadow whispers and hum in agreement. It's been a while since Riven has looked so carefree and relaxed. Poke his nose.
I lift my hand to do just that before freezing. Stupid shadows projecting their impulsive thoughts. A shiver suddenly shakes my body as I chill creeps in and Sky shifts behind me, curling around Riv and I as though to keep us safe from the cold.
He's so protective.
Like a teddy bear
You should bite his arm
They're like personal space heaters.
"Tav... are you biting my arm." Sky's husky voice has me tensing in delight before pausing and staring down at the muscles bicep my teeth have sunk into.
"No." The word is muffled against his arm and I swallow audibly causing him to shiver as the move tugs on his skin. "Sorry."
He makes a soft noise at my whispered apology, snuggling in closer and bringing his arm closer to me.
"It's fine. I get the urge to bite Riven all the time when he looks adorable."
"Urge?" Said specialist grumbles as he twists his face into the pillow away from the sun. "You bite me every time."
"Its a dumaris thing."
"You don't see me biting you. Or Silva biting Irene-"
"Please don't bring mum and dad into this."
"You don't see Andreas-" Riven pauses and I feel more than see his head tilt in thought. "Maybe its a genetic thing."
"Riven." Sky cries in annoyance, rolling away from us and taking his delicious heat with him. "I don't want to talk about my parents sex lives."
Riven and I share a look but we drop the subject since, well, it is a bit weird when you accidentally think about it but that's why its so fun to tease Sky with their relationship.
A familiar notification noise has me yanking the pillow from under Sky's head and using it to smother my face in an attempt to avoid the Royal duties of the day. I love Stella, and I think the work she's trying to achieve with the poverty reforms and inclusion bills is vital but its barely even light out. I need my beauty sleep.
