She nodded, her tongue swiping over her lips as she braced herself with palms on my chest.
I smiled. “When you do, I want you screaming my name, Siren. Loud. Shake the fucking walls.”
Her answering nod was quick, her legs trembling as the pad of my thumb teased her sensitive clit. Now that my orders were clear, I shifted my position, making sure she was spread wide so I could really fuck her hard from beneath.
“Hold on, baby,” I grunted. “I’m close.”
I was so fucking close, but I held out a little longer. Then I pinched her clit aggressively as I felt myself starting to come, making her shatter again in the most spectacular way. She did exactly as she was told, too, screaming my name and even adding a little spice by begging for me to fill her up with cum.
Fuck yes. My girl was dirty as hell.
She collapsed onto my chest a moment later, and I lay back with my arms linked under my head, my cock still buried inside her cunt. And I smiled at Leon, standing in the doorway looking like he wanted to skin me alive.
Take that, fucker.
42
My plan to keep my over-sexed pussy on lockdown flew straight out the window the moment I stepped out of the bathroom and saw Kai lying there, stark naked, cock in hand. Goddamn, he was delicious. Utterly irresistible.
He fucked me so damn good too; I could have happily just fallen asleep right there on his chest. Until something sailed over my head and hit the headboard.
I sat up and found a knife embedded in the wood, right beside Kai’s head, then immediately looked over my shoulder to find Leon standing there with a face like death.
“Shit,” I muttered, realizing that had been Kai’s plan all along, the sly fuck. “Dammit, Marx, that could have hit me!”
Leon’s gaze shifted from glaring death at Kai to quirking a brow at me. “You and I both know that’s not true, DeLuna.”
Okay, sure, he was right about that. But still. “Fucking children,” I grumbled, climbing off Kai’s dick and grabbing for the towel I’d dropped on the floor. “Kai, go and check on dinner, please. I need another shower.”
He was the epitome of smug as he got up, grabbing his clothes from the floor but not bothering to get dressed as he swaggered out of the bedroom. I mean, understandable, he had nothing to be ashamed of in that body, but I could do without the tug of war between him and Leon.
I gave Leon a hard look, but he didn’t seem in any hurry to leave, so I ignored him and headed back toward the bathroom. He moved quicker than I’d thought possible, grabbing me before I made it to the bathroom and pinning me face-first against the wall.
“Marx, for fuck’s sake,” I growled, but he wasn’t listening. He held me there with his forearm firm across my shoulders, his other hand unzipping his jeans. A split second later, he slammed into me so hard it made me see stars.
Neither one of us spoke, the only sounds in the room were our combined heavy breathing and the wet sound of his cock pumping in and out of my already cum-soaked cunt. I came way too easily, turned right the fuck on by the aggressive way he’d just taken me, and he grunted his own release a moment later.
My breath came harsh and heavy as I braced myself against the wall, not trusting my own legs to hold my balance just yet. But Leon wasn’t pulling out in a hurry. He snaked a hand around my throat, holding me against him as his lips found my ear.
“You’re mine, DeLuna. Sooner or later, you’ll have to let me kill him, then I’ll be the only one filling your delicious pussy with cum. Forever.”
I swallowed hard, feeling the weight of his hand covering the ghost of Kai’s grip. There were no words.
Leon gave the side of my neck a bite, just hard enough to make me gasp, then he released me.
By the time my knees stopped shaking, he was gone. He was gone, and now I had double the reason to take another shower.
Goddamn, why did I have to find that kind of behavior so freaking hot? I could only blame it on the Guild. They raised me, they were responsible for all my damage.
I took my sweet time in the shower, not being in any particular hurry to rush back downstairs and put myself in the middle of their pissing match. But eventually paranoia took control, and I quickly towel dried and got dressed. I couldn’t shake the idea that they’d actually gone ahead and killed each other while I showered, so I hurried my cowardly ass down to the kitchen.
To my surprise, there was no blood splattered around, and everyone seemed to have full functionality of their limbs. Weird.
Even weirder still was how neither of them picked an argument for the whole meal. They didn’t exactly engage one another in conversation—in fact they seemed to totally ignore the other’s existence entirely—but they also didn’t antagonize each other.
It was… creepy.
Although I did have to laugh when Kai served everyone’s plates, and Leon very deliberately switched plates with me, then gave Kai a challenging look.
Kai just rolled his eyes and told me to eat. Apparently, poison was too immature for him.
After dinner I firmly informed them that I was going to bed alone, and this time I absolutely meant it. If I woke up with anyone else in my bed, they would be castrated.
Imagine my shock when I actually woke up alone the next morning. Not only had the guys taken me seriously about leaving me the fuck alone, I had also slept through the night. Double strange.
That sense of confusion remained while I got dressed and did my hair and makeup, but it eased exponentially when I realized my bedroom door was unlocked. I’d definitely locked it when I went to bed, which told me someone had picked my lock at some point in the night.
My money was on Leon.
It was backward as hell, but it brought a smile to my face, and I was in a much better mood by the time I got downstairs. Leon greeted me with a kiss and a whispered Merry Christmas, DeLuna, and I gaped at him. I’d lost track of my days so much that I didn’t even click what day it was.
It seemed like the guys had agreed on some sort of weird truce for the day, because they carefully avoided each other all damn day. Kai cooked an amazing meal for us, and Leon mixed me martinis, but they otherwise just pretended the other man didn’t exist.
Most surprisingly, Leon was drinking egg-nog. He didn’t strike me as an egg-nog kinda guy but Leon was full of surprises.
It was cute, domestic, but also super uncomfortable. I wanted the three of us to get along like that, but it all felt forced. Fake. I went to sleep that night feeling uneasy, like I was waiting for the other shoe to drop.
That same feeling was still with me when I woke the next day, but I gave myself a mental pep talk while getting dressed. Leon and Kai getting along was exactly what I wanted. What I needed. I shouldn’t be questioning that peace, no matter what had triggered it.
Leon was at the coffee machine when I got downstairs, and I acted on instinct, wrapping my arms around his waist.
“Good morning, Bunny,” I said, pressing a kiss to his back.
His hand covered mine, holding me close as he finished making the coffee he was working on. “How did you sleep?” he murmured, turning to face me and handing me the mug.
I narrowed my eyes. “As if you don’t know.”
His smile was pure mischief, and he sipped his own coffee. “What are we doing today, mon cœur?”