Page 68 of Blood on Ice

“Get back here and open your mouth.”

When he did, looking as eager as I was, I thrust into him and kept going, fucking his mouth roughly. He clung to my thighs and took it as my phone started to buzz in my pocket.

When I reached for it, Zeke pulled back. I fisted my hand in his hair and shook my head.

His eyes widened as I tapped on my phone and pulled it to my ear. “What’s up, Val?”

Zeke’s eyes pleaded with me, and he shoved at my thighs, trying his best to pull away when he realized I was talking to my brother.

I shook my head and mouthed “keep going.”

He hesitated for a moment, then he took me back down. He looked up and fucking smiled. He understood just how good something filthy could be.

“You sound out of breath,” Val said. “What are you up to?”

“Don’t you wish you knew.”

“Seriously, Vito, you know you’re supposed to be at Pops’ house in thirty minutes.”

“I’ll be there.”

“Please tell me you’re not fucking Zeke right now.”

“Okay, I’m not fucking him right now.” Zeke sputtered around me, and I shook my head, pulling him further onto my cock.

“Jesus, Mary and Joseph, Vito.”

“As if you aren’t obsessed with Liam. I’m surprised you’re not busy with him right now.”

“Liam is getting ready for our meeting.”

“So you are bringing him?”

My brother snorted.

“I take it he didn’t give you a choice.”

“I always have choices about what I do.”

“Not when it comes to Liam, you don’t.”

I heard Val expel a long breath. “Fine. He wants to be part of this, and he wants to meet Zeke.”

“He should be there.”

“Lucien will be there. Devil and Angelo, too.”

“Oh boy, a whole family reunion.”

“Vito, you’ve got to take this seriously.”

“You think I’m not?” Zeke gagged, and I realized I’d thrust too hard. I mouthed “sorry,” and he rolled his eyes. I gave his cheek a gentle slap and thrust in again.

He swallowed me down, giving me a challenging look, so I pulled him all the way onto me, smashing his face against me and continuing to talk to my brother as if nothing was going on. Zeke struggled against me, desperate for air.

Val was going on about plans for the day, and I pressed the mute button and finally let him go. He coughed and wheezed, looking at me obviously needing to know if Val realized what was going on.

“It’s muted.” Once Zeke had recovered, I unmuted the phone and said, “Look, we’ll figure it out when we get there.”

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