Page 60 of Making Choices

“Get on your back. I’ll lay her on top of you… it’ll look like you’re fuckin’ her arse while I’m reamin’ her cunt. The second they’ve satisfied their curiosity, you can hop in the shower and wash away your sins.”

Tension ripples from Venom as he contemplates my suggestion. Then he signs both our fates and makes the choice that dooms us all. After climbing onto my bed, he allows me to lower Honey onto him.

“Lift her up,” he shouts urgently.

“Why?”

As I brace the naked woman, he strips the pillowcase off the closest pillow and lays it over his cock. “Now, put her down.”

“I’d tell Cherub this story, but there’s no way she’d ever believe me.”

My comment is to remind him of the stakes without stressing him too much.

It works.

Venom’s pride is activated and he rails against my taunt. “If you say a thing to my woman about this, I’ll tell everyone about the time you drunkenly begged to kiss me. I’ll even mention how you got down on your knees for me.”

Memories of the night he’s evoked makes me laugh.

“That’s hardly a secret,” I tell him. “Half the club was there. Pretty sure even little Cherub was there.”

“We’re fucked up, aren’t we?”

Crouched between Honey’s legs with my hands on either side of Venom’s knees, I squint as she orgasms. It’s a fucking spectacle, and I’d put good money on it being fake. As I run my gaze over the supposedly drugged woman for signs that she’s playing us, I try to keep Venom’s mind off what’s to come. “Depends on the scale you measure us by, I guess. On a scale of one to Spencer Reid, we’re off the charts. Now, if we were ratin’ ourselves on a scale of one to David Rossi, we’re probably mid-range at best. Everyone knows that silver fox has some seriously deviant kinks hidden under all that anal retentiveness.”

“I take it back… you’re fucked up. I’m just taggin’ along for the ride.”

Understanding that Venom’s decided to play along, I quip, “Says the arsehole with my pillowcase coverin’ his dick.”

“That’s rich coming from the idiot who volunteered to fuck this sloppy bitch to save this arsehole.”

The truth tumbles out of my mouth. “I’m doing it for little Cherub, not you.”

He snorts. “Keep tellin’ yourself that.”

“You’re so sexy, Venom,” Honey slurs. My suspicions ratchet up another notch. I watch her reach for him, and that’s when I see that she’s not as high as first thought. There is spite in her eyes and poison in her words as she states, “I told that skank ex of yours you’d be mine once you chucked her to the curb. I’m the type of woman who can please you, not her.”

Venom reacts in the same instant as the sound of dull footsteps reaches my ears.

“Don’t!” I command when he appears ready to toss the bitch off him. “The sooner this is over, the sooner we can forget it ever bloody happened.”

Honey meets my gaze with narrowed eyes. I glare at her, and she smirks as she runs her fingers down my abs toward my dick. An involuntary shudder runs through me. The bottle-blonde’s smile widens. She’s about to speak when Venom asks, “How much longer do you think they’ll be? If we were one pump chumps, they’d have missed the fuckin’ show already.”

“Any second now.” Cocking my head to the side, I register two sets of booted footsteps approaching. There is malice in the look I aim at Honey as I tell my best friend, “I’m soft as fuck here, so we’re both gonna need to put on the show of a lifetime. Just wait for my nod, then do your best to pretend this is the best pussy you’ve ever had.”

Again, Honey goes to taunt Venom.

I slap a hand down over her mouth to keep her quiet, then whisper over and over, “And action.”

Venom grits his teeth so hard that I can hear the grinding as we both do our best to pretend to fuck Honey. It’s like old times, except for three things. Neither of us are hard. Neither of us have a skerrick of interest in the woman in bed with us. And we’re both in love with Cherub.

Not for the first time, I wonder what it’d be like to have my duchess in this position.

As soon as the thought enters my head, my brain supplies the same answer it always has.

Sharing Cherub is an impossibility.

Venom would rather kill me than let me touch her.

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