Scarlett
I was woken to the sounds of my door being unlocked and opened.
Aspen's grumpy face greeted me as I looked to my bedroom door.
"How long has that food been sit-" Aspen's words were cut short when he took a deep breath. I watched as his eyes hooded slightly and realization crossed his face. "Never mind." He smirked before shutting the door and leaving with no further words.
I tried to fall back asleep, aware of a huge arm slung over my waist, and the hard chests sandwiching me. Sadly, I felt immense pressure in my bladder that was begging to be released.
Attempting to wiggle out from under the huge arm pinning me to the bed, I wanted to sneak away without waking the two men currently sound asleep.
Their separate smells of winter and woods surrounded me in a cocoon, the combined smell intoxicating.
Alas, it was impossible to try and escape Kjell's hold without him noticing.
"Stop moving," His sleep coated voice growled at me.
"But I gotta-"
"No." Kjell tightened his hold on my waist, pulling my backside flush against him.
I huffed my frustration as amused teal eyes watched me.
"Help." I squeezed to Bash.
His response was a dangerous smirk as his legs tangled in mine, locking and pinning them to the bed.
"Bash," I scolded him slightly.
The pressure on my bladder suddenly shifted as a cramp started low in my stomach.
I paused in my efforts of escaping. That can't be good, I thought, knowing what that pain meant.
Bash, having obviously read my thoughts, frowned with confusion.
"I really need to go to the bathroom," I told Bash, hoping that Kjell would also sense the urgency in my voice.
Kjell made a sound of discontent as the weight of his arm lifted from holding me down.
"You better be quick," The sleepy dragon mumbled to me.
I wasted no time in rushing into my en suite and sitting on the toilet.
The relief of relieving my bladder was quickly overshadowed when I wiped and saw the red on the toilet paper.
You've got to be kidding me, I groaned.
My period was as unpredictable and inconsistent as they come. Mostly due to my wonderful mental health and my outstanding ability to take care of myself over the past couple of years. My eating disorder was a cause of my lack of regularity, but the big reason is my genetics.
So for the first time in close to seven months, I was starting my period and already dreading it.
Deciding that I might as well shower Bash and Kjell's stuff off of me, I had a quick shower. Once out, I brushed my hair and left it down to dry, before beginning to dig through my bathroom cupboards.
After finding the box of tampons I had smartly purchased a month ago, I prepared myself for what was going to be a long 5-8 days.
Emerging from the bathroom, wrapped tightly with a towel, I padded over to my closet and dug around for some underwear, a sports bra, black sweatpants, and an old navy sweatshirt.
Two pairs of eyes watched me as I left my closet.
"Don't get me wrong, you look hot no matter what, but what was wrong with being naked?" Kjell asked in a deep voice, a playful smirk gracing his full and kissable lips.
I just responded with a roll of my eyes before turning to my bedroom door.
"And where do you think you're going?" Bash asked, his voice full of sin as he laid with his hands under his head on my pillows.
"To eat, if that's alright with you?" I told them, and although it was partly true, the real reason I didn't crawl back into bed between the two hot and naked Norse gods was simple. They're too tempting.
"No," Kjell mumbled but didn't stop me as I opened the door.
When I reached the stairs, I heard two separate doors slam, figuring Kjell and Bash were going to get dressed.
"Evening," Lincoln's deep voice rumbled to me as he gave me a quick kiss on the temple before going to the living room with a plate full of food.
Oakley and Aspen sat at the Kitchen island, eating their Chinese food and watching me the whole time.
Erik's burning red hair suddenly filled my sight as he wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me to his chest. His lips crushed to mine, a burn of desire replaced the cramping of my abdomen briefly.
Before the kiss became something more, Erik pulled away and smirked at me. "That's for filling the house with your beautiful sounds and catching me off guard." The purple mage teased me once more with a light kiss before he took off with a plate full of food.
Oakley's purple iris's danced with humor as I stood in front of them on the other side of the counter.
"You seem to be doing better," I pointed out to the vampire.
"I'm feeling better, I can finally look at you without wanting to rip your clothes off," Oakley said. His eyes traveled up and down my frame as he made a point of taking a deep breath, a smirk pulled at his lips. "Well, mostly."
Wonderful, I groaned inwardly. I still smell of sex.
Aspen's eyes caught mine next, unlike his twin though, his eyes burned with anger? Why is he angry at me?
"I'm not angry, I'm just pissed that the dragon and demi get to gloat about having you first," Aspen said through clenched teeth.
Well dang, nice to see we're back at square one. I scoffed mentally. Why does he have to be such a prick?
Oakley gave his twin a hard punch to the side, doing what I wanted too.
"Thanks Oaks," I said to the wayyy nicer twin. I turned back to Aspen, voicing what I needed to say. "You're a dick. Got it?" I glared at Aspen. "I'm not some prized trophy to be passed around, and the fact that you think that is disgusting and disrespectful to women everywhere." I snapped at the twin.
Aspen clenched his jaw at my rant, biting back whatever words threatened to come out of his stupid mouth.
"No, you know what?" I really was going off, blame it on my period. "Fuck you, Aspen."
Needing to be away from him and his rude words, I decided to go to my comfort place. No, not my room. The library.
The familiar feeling of the library immediately relaxed me. So, grabbing a good book, a fuzzy blanket that I left here, and a spot on the floor, I sat curled up in a ball, reading.
Who needs Aspen anyways, when you got a good book to read?
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Thank you for reading Chapter 37. I hope you enjoyed this chapter. I also hope y'all are having a good "quarantcation". I'm personally having a grand time between rereading some of my favorite reverse harem stories (Kit Davenport anyone?) and writing my new story on Inkitt. Comments and feedback make me happy!~Until Next Chapter
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