He knew Chad would be asleep and bypassed his friends room to Envys closed bedroom door. Pushing it open, he walked in and stared down at Envys sleeping form. His eyebrows furrowed into a sad expression when he caught the scent of salt lingering in the room. He felt bad for making her cry but he was handling his jealousy the best way he could.
Back at the graveyard there had been one fleeting moment where he thought about killing Devon. With Devon gone, would Envy have turned to him in her grief? He had forced the tempting thought from his mind. It startled him at how quickly the evil temptation had appeared in the first place.
He could never hurt Envy like that and it scared him that hed even remotely considered it. Besides watching her mourn another man would be just as bad as watching her love another man. And as much as it killed him, Trevor knew Envy loved both of them. He hadn't been lying a couple hours ago when hed pointed that annoying little fact out to her.
Moving silently, Trevor slowly stripped off his clothes and crawled in the bed behind Envy. If this was what it took to steal a couple of moments alone with her then he refused to care who she thought he was. He agreed with the concept that there were no rules when it came to love or war and right now he felt like he was in the middle of both.
Envy felt the mattress sink down behind her and instantly turned toward Devon, hugging him very tightly and hiding her face against his chest. Her mind had been filled with thoughts of Trevor for the last hour and it left her feeling very guilty.
Now that shed seen PIT in action, she realized Trevor had been keeping secrets from her because he had no choice. Shed been heartless enough to break up with him over something he couldnt control even wrongly tasered him for it. How could she have been so mean?
His heartbreak now was her fault and she wasnt going to punish him for it if anything, she needed to try to become his friend again and maybe his heart would mend. She rubbed her head against Devon's hand where he was caressing her hair so tenderly.
Youre back, she whispered, wishing the heaviness in her chest would ease.
Whats wrong Envy? he asked softly.
Nothing, Envy lied and loosened her hold on Devon so she could pull back and smile up at him.
Then why have you been crying? he watched as Envy frowned up at him in confusion. Before she had a chance to deny it he reminded her, I can smell the salt from your tears. You cant hide your feelings from me. He had to know if she was going to sic Devon on him later for what had happened when hed brought her here.
Envys eyes widened. That was the same thing Trevor had said to her. Did both of them know what she was feeling better than she did? The knowledge that they could both read her so well left her feeling a bit exposed.
He felt her tense but before he could catch the expression on her face she pressed her cheek to his chest again. Did Trevor say or do something to upset you on the way over here? Because if he did, I swear
Envy quickly pushed away and looked up at Devon almost angrily, No, you promised me that you would never hurt Trevor no matter what. Her heart thudded in her chest not ever wanting to see them fight again. If one of them were to get hurt she would hate the other no matter which one it was. She knew that now.
Trevor almost quit breathing as he stared down at her defending him. She had made Devon promise to never hurt him and Devon had agreed for the same reason he hadn't killed Devon tonight.
As for the tears, Envy lowered her voice getting a handle on her high-strung emotions, I had a dream that one of those monsters in the graveyard had you and I was crying when I woke up. Well that was also the truth.
It was just a dream, he whispered and hugged her to him. Trevor squeezed his eyes shut wondering if the link she shared with both him and Devon had caused the very accurate dream. Not wanting to think about it he rolled Envy over to her back and gazed down at her before slowly lowering his lips to hers.
Envy moaned softly and arched her back, pushing her breasts against his chest. She wound her arms around his neck only for him to take hold of her wrists and gently press them down into the mattress.
Their mouths separated and Envy tilted her head back when Devons lips began a long, torturous trail down her neck and across her collarbone. Smiling into the sensation, she parted her legs and wrapped them around his waist to pull him closer until she could feel Devons hardness press inside her.
Trevor stopped and looked down at her, hovering there for only a moment before thrusting forward. He didnt care who he looked like this was his body and this was right where he wanted to be. Hovering above her, he made love to her like a driven man who had become lost within his own insanity.
Envy bit her bottom lip to keep from crying out and waking her brother. She gripped Devon trying to match his rhythm but quickly found out there was no way she could keep up with him tonight. It was all she could do just to hold on as he brought her so many times it made her high.
Trevor quickly claimed her lips when she forgot they werent alone in the house but he wouldnt give her a chance to regain her sensibilities just yet. He held a tight rein on his own control, not giving into to the same high until over an hour had passed.
He allowed himself to watch her sleep for a few minutes before leaving a soft kiss on her lips and slipping from the bed.
*****
Warren was starting to get concerned. Hed been searching the graveyard for Devons scent for the last hour. When he wandered away from his brother earlier, he figured Devon would be right behind him and ready to fight. Warren had killed three more Skitters before he fully realized that Devon was still nowhere in sight.
Hed even sent out a piercing feline cry, basically the jaguars version of checking in with each other. There was no responding cry. Going over the last place hed seen Devon, Warren found the signs of the fight but no Skitter and no trace of Devon. It took him a few more minutes but when he finally found Devons scent. It led him toward an old crypt.
Approaching the building carefully, he sniffed around the perimeter before pawing at the locked door. He growled at the lock and two solutions popped into his mind. Devon had either been put in there or the door had slammed shut and somehow locked during a fight.
Shifting back to his human form, Warren wrenched the door open, breaking it away from its hinges with the scream of old metal against heavy wood. His eyes widened when he saw Devon lying in the middle of the floor with two Skitters heaped on top of one another next to him.
Devons eyes opened slightly when the door banged open but he immediately shut them when the morning light invaded, burning his retinas. He felt like hed just drank Kats entire stock of Heat and got into a losing fight on top of it.
What the hell happened in here? Warren demanded softly.
Devon growled low in his chest and shifted back to his human form. Bringing a hand to his head, he slowly sat up with Warrens help and took a good look around.
The last thing I remember was getting into a fight with another Skitter after you left, Devon answered. I must have trapped it in here and killed it he looked over at the heaped Skitters and frowned, killed them. One must have knocked me good in the head before it went down.