Page 35 of Blood & Kisses

“What are you looking out there?” I ask suspiciously, folding my arms and shooting him some venom.

“Nosy people,” he replies, standing over me and inhaling the scent of my hair as his hand glides down my back.

“Doing what?” I gasp, stepping to the window and checking behind the blind for perving eyeballs. I flinch a little when it’s my face in the reflection I see, so I cup my face to block out the light from my room, and a string of tiny headlights along the road on the other side of the lake is the only thing I can see. “There’s nothing out there.”

“I know,” Blake replies, taking my hand to pull me away from the window. “I scared them off.”

“Who? Who is watching me?” I enquire as he leads me to the bed where Cormac lies with his hands behind his head. “The men who broke into my apartment.”

“Rae, scanning my environment for spies is a natural part of what I do in my line of work,” he replies, pulling me in close and slamming our bodies together. “Being vigilant is important, but don’t worry, we have your back.”

“Do you now? You have a habit of leaving me alone for long periods in this house, so I doubt you are that concerned about my safety,” I argue, placing my hand on his chest to push him away.

“Should I tell her?” he asks Cormac.

“Tell me what?’ I snarl, lengthening the distance between me and Blake.

Cormac cocks his eyebrows, watching me closely under those eyelashes over sleepy eyes. “We’ve got security set up here, and we receive notifications on our phones whenever someone triggers the camera.”

“Oh,” I reply. “That’s okay then.” Fear shivers down my back. “Do you think Blackadder might send someone here to hurt me?”

“We’re prepared for everything,” Blake explains, pulling me in close again. “Have you ever been fucked by two men at once?”

“I’m sorry, I thought we were talking about security,” I snarl, perturbed by the sudden rise of nerves firing inside my stomach and chest.

“That’s a no,” Cormac replies. “You’ve gone without sex for two years, so we’re helping you to make up for lost time.”

“How kind?” I answer, and then Blake claims my mouth, kissing me longingly, drawing a sigh from my lips, and weakening my thighs.

I pull away, but he snatches my hand, so I can’t escape. “Mouth or pussy?” he asks Cormac while drilling me with his devilish stare.

“Don’t I have a say?” I growl, trying to pull away because this discussion makes me nervous. I’ve never been with two men at once, but if I were to choose two men on this entire earth, it would be these two…or maybe Gabe, but he has distanced himself from me, and there’s been no more talk of the dinner date he asked me to go on. Perhaps he’s given up on me or stepped back to allow his son and Blake to have me, but there’s room for him, too.

“No,” both men answer comically.

“You’re ours for the night, sweetheart,” Blake croons. “And we’re not going anywhere.”

“I want her mouth,” Cormac finally answers, as if he needed to consider the pros and cons.

“Perfect,” Blake replies with a twinkle in his chocolate eyes. “I’ll rail her pussy.”

“I ask once again, do I have a say in this fuckfest?” I declare heatedly, although my anger is fake because I’m more than angry. The thought of these two delicious men turning my body into butter is making me wet and horny.

“Killer,” Cormac serves, knowing that it gets me going. “Slayer.”

I bite my lip as my clit lurches, and I have to suppress the urge to rip his jeans down and suck his cock.

Blake tucks a curl of my golden hair behind my ear, leans down, and whispers into my ear, “We…butchered…The…Pig…for…you.”

I can’t take it anymore and leap into his arms as he possesses my mouth, carries me to the bed, and throws me down next to Cormac. The swimmer quickly rolls over onto me, seizes my wrists and raise them above my head, and starts grinding his groin against my pussy, stimulating my senses.

“Killer,” he whispers. They’ve unlocked the code to my horniness and are using it for all its worth. I sigh as the orgasm is brimming with every movement, and already, my shorts are saturated.

“Hurry up,” I cry, tipping my head back, desperately trying to stall the impending orgasm to make it last. “I’m cumming. Hurry up.”

“Out the way, Cormac,” Blake instructs, “I’ve got her pussy.”

Cormac rolls off me, releasing my wrists, and again, I notice that even though I’m nervous, I’m not on the edge of an anxiety attack. My lungs feel good, and I’m in control of my nerves, although my horniness is out of control. I have a sense of freedom knowing that I’ve improved, thanks to these two, but only Blake and Cormac are awarded a pass to ruin my body. And Gabe, of course, but he seems less interested.

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