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Wait, their?
So, not going there. He couldn t. It was taboo. But he still smiled at the thought. Could it work?
Reed walked Josh to one of the plush brown couches and set him down carefully.
Josh winced in pain.
 Shit, did I hurt you? How can I help? Because at this moment, he d do just about anything to
save him. Anything.
 No, you didn t do anything. Josh heaved a breath as Reed pushed him onto his back and
covered him with the blanket from the back of the couch.  My arm just hurts like hell. What was that
thing, and why did it bite me?
Reed let out a breath. He could almost forget Josh was human until he d ask a question like that.
 It was a demon.
Josh s eyebrows rose.  That s a new one.
Reed would ve asked what he meant by that, but then he got a good look at the wound on Josh s
forearm.
It looked as if a ravaging beast had taken hold of the flesh and tugged and torn until a mess of
ligaments, muscles, and flesh swam in a pool of blood. He was pretty sure he could see bone
fragments floating in the open wound, as well one of the bones in the forearm, though he didn t know
if it was the radius or ulna.
The man must have been in an incredible amount of pain. Yet, except for the green hue of his
skin and occasional moan or grunt, Josh struggled through it like a pro. What atrocities had the man
seen if he was able to withstand this with only minor complaint and remain conscious?
Reed went to the kitchen, and thankfully, the water still worked. He filled a bowl and found
some towels. On the way back, he noticed food stores and thanked whatever hunter had left there them
for a rainy day because the three of them sure needed it.
Carefully, Reed cleaned the drying blood around the wound, doing his best not to aggravate it
further. Josh sucked in a breath through his teeth when Reed got too close to the edges.
 Sorry, man.
 It s okay. It 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 her hands on him, he shook his head.  I don t want you to use up all
your energy; I ll heal.
 No, really, it s okay. As long as I can go outside at some point and recharge and get some food
and sleep, I ll be fine. Please, let me help you.
He gave Josh a look, who smiled back at him.  Okay.
She placed her cool hands on his overheated chest, and he felt the warmth and tingles that came
from her healing. He could only imagine those precious hands on other parts of his anatomy.
Coincidently, said part started to rise in attention at her touch.
This is looking to be a hard night. Hard being the operative word.
When she finished, Reed cleared his throat again. I really need to stop doing that.  Let s get
Josh to one of the beds and light a fire in there and out here. The couch can t be comfortable.
 It s okay. Josh gave a pained laugh.
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