The X Guide

At this moment, the higher-ups only knew that the two SS-class espers had found a guide but did not know who. They had no intention of actively introducing Ayen’s identity, but he would be able to accompany them to public events from now on.

It was only a matter of time before they did so.

Ayen somehow anticipated what the Nevaris clan or the clan leader would react to once they saw him again. He’d be sure to greet them appropriately after so many years since they had not seen each other.

The three stopped talking about their affairs and conjectured out in the open. Soon, they also fell asleep.

It was three days later when they finally arrived at the red zone. They directly bypassed the city, which amazed both Keeran and Georgina when they noticed it from afar.

During those three days, the two women at least did not act so afraid around Khal and Devion anymore. They were still reserved but were not stiffening with their every word.

After all, Devion showed them his cooking skills. Ayen could attest that sometimes good food brought everyone closer.

The three did not stay in the red zone but instead went to the forbidden zone. Ayen only said goodbye to Keeran, and seeing her integrate with Lucian, Nolan, and also Georgina... He felt at ease leaving her with them.

Devion and Khal had a job to do, and before that...

There needed to be a guiding session, which they had not done because of the circumstances. Ayen was on top of Devion while Khal was positioned over them.

Their wavelengths intertwined, and his guiding energy smoothly flowed through their bodies. Devion sucked on Ayen’s lower lip as Khal bit his nape; the marks had already begun to bruise on his skin.

They were not yet naked, but most of their clothes were thrown all over the bed.

The stress and tension seemed to evaporate once they were in each other’s arms.

Ayen had vented his anger for now; while it had yet to satisfy the darkness within him, it was enough to suppress it for the time being. Khal and Devion felt the same way.

Especially for Khal, who was provoked beyond compare and started to mobilize his team to hunt those madmen and everyone affiliated with them.

This would be far deeper than the war.

However, for now, none of those mattered. Their lips, touches, and breaths were the only ones that did.

The lazy kisses occasionally evolved to passionate ones. His moans were muffled by Devion’s lips as Khal nipped a few more love bites on his skin.

"Haah..." Ayen breathed; he sat up, and before he could breathe properly, his head was turned and claimed once more. This time by Khal who was behind him.

After so many kisses they shared, Ayen could now keep up with them and respond with the same intensity. He simply parted his lips and let their tongues intertwine; saliva shone between their lips.

Khal had always been a dominant kisser; he wanted to be the one who devoured and sucked the breath of his partner. It was overwhelming at first, but Ayen had already adapted to it.

Khal’s hand wrapped around Ayen, tracing his abdomen upwards and ending up at his chest. As the esper’s finger encircled the nipple before pinching the bud with a force, Ayen jolted at the sensation.

It was not only because of that.

Devion licked his lips and looked at the two before him, kissing as if there were no tomorrow. He swallowed the remaining saliva in his mouth, feeling thirsty from the sight alone.

His hands reached out, landing on Ayen’s thigh; his right hand went upwards to touch the guide’s waist.

Devion’s eyes glinted with mischief, his hand began to play at Ayen’s crotch, and his hips moved slightly. Soon, Ayen’s face flushed further; he gasped, which caused his mouth to part more, and welcomed the invasive tongue in his mouth.

Ayen felt Devion grinding their hips together, their crotches rubbing at each other. Devion’s gaze glowed red, as it often showed his overstimulated emotion, whether from anger or pleasure.

At this moment, it was obviously because of the latter.

Their wavelengths becoming more intertwined in each guiding session also helped them be more familiar with their bodies, whether outside or even more so inside them.

Devion’s movements became aggressive, as though he were not quite satisfied with this alone. He needed more.

Khal was always sensitive with his emotions; he pulled away slightly from Ayen’s lips, who seemed not to have enough and chased his lips.

Khal noticed it; his lips curved in amusement, eyes glowing just like Devion. Of course, he would not deny Ayen and leaned forward for another breathtaking kiss.

Their breaths becoming heated, Devion gripped Ayen’s waist as he rubbed their clothed cocks together. Devion bit his lips; the flush on his face was no better than Ayen’s.

Khal seemed the only one who still had his sanity intact, but Ayen would definitely say otherwise, as he felt a certain hard object poking at his back.

These three were never sane when in one bed together.

The guiding session continued until it was no longer about guiding anymore.

Ayen and Khal’s lips parted, and Ayen let out a gasp and a groan, his knees weakening, and he was about to collapse on top of Devion, but Khal stabilized him by embracing him.

"Hah..." Ayen breathed heavily; his hips began moving with Devion. The two grind at each other to reach a new climax together.

Khal watched the two, his erection throbbing inside his pants.

When their hips began to move faster, and Ayen’s thighs began to twitch, Khal knew that the two were almost there; at least Ayen was.

His hand traced downwards and slowly cupped Ayen’s crotch and palmed him inside while Devion did the stimulation between them.

Khal and Devion exchanged glances, the same amount of depravity glowing in their eyes.