Page 47 of Rebels Rising

With a herculean effort, I managed to tear myself from the line enough to sit up and take in the scene before me. Artemis and Bromm were entangled in a passionate kiss. Hands were roaming everywhere, clothes were halfway undone as if they’d given up in favour of continuing to taste one another.

Artemis’s hand dipped below his waistband, the movement of her caressing his cock hidden beneath the fabric. His beard went wild, reaching for her and stroking down her throat, teasing her lips, and attempting to move beneath her jumpsuit to get to her breasts.

‘Holy fuck,’ I breathed, my jumpsuit already way too tight as I stiffened to full mast inside them. The drag of the fabric against my sensitive tips drew a moan from me that had both of them turning to face me.

‘Decided to finally join us?’ asked Artemis,come fuck meeyes luring me closer.

‘I was beginning to think you were going to miss all the fun,’ Bromm teased, one of his lower tentacles escaping its precarious confines to caress Artemis’s inner thigh.

‘I wasn’t expecting this, but I’m certainly not complaining,’ I said, watching the progression of the tentacle as it slid closer to her centre in slow, small circles.

Artemis froze, pulling away from Bromm as she turned to look at me with a confused expression that he mirrored.

‘But you said… I thought you wanted…’ she stammered.

‘What?’ I asked, not understanding why she was putting a stop to things before they could even get started.

‘Arty said you made a comment about the three of us together,’ Bromm said, giving me a pointed look.

‘Yeah…?’

He pulled back further, tucking himself away as he levelled me with disappointed look. He kept his hold on Artemis though, pulling her closer when she attempted to put some distance between all of us.

‘I think there’s been a miscommunication here,’ he said. ‘Just to clarify, Cadmus, you want to be with us, right?’

I squinted my eyes at him. ‘’Us’?’

He chuckled. ‘Don’t worry, I’m not going to touch you. Unless you want me to,’ he winked.

I shot him a lopsided smirk. ‘You just want to get your hands on my ass.’

He let out a deep, sensual laugh that caused my cock to twitch despite my lack of interest in men. He truly was sex incarnate.

‘Your ass is delectable, but I have eyes for only one person and it’s not you.’

I shrugged. ‘Your loss.’

His smile turned more serious, his eyes burning into me with an intensity I didn’t think I was quite ready to meet head on. Artemis was squirming where she stood at his side refusing to look either one of us in the eye.

‘You still haven’t answered the question, Cadmus,’ he said, and I suddenly understood why Artemis had retreated. Guilt swamped me and I steppedforward, reaching out to her and taking her free hand in mine. Her head snapped up, those dark brown depths finally meeting mine.

‘I may have flirted in jest, but that doesn’t mean I didn’t mean it. I wasn’t expecting you to take me up on my offer, but I’m here for it. I would very much love to keep going if that’s what you want.’

My eyes dipped to her half-bared chest as her breath hitched, the tops of her breasts straining against their restraints. Saliva pooled in my mouth at the sight of her nipples pebbling beneath the fabric, their hard outline clearly visible with the glow from the web’s lines.

‘I… am unsure what is happening between us,’ she finally said.

I cocked my head to the side. ‘What do you mean?’

Bromm elbowed me with a scowl. Obviously, I knew what she meant, but I was taking the cowards way out. He may have had it in his head that she was more interested in me than she let on, but I doubted that interest extended to romantic feelings. I was shocked thatminehad developed that far, and I didn’t have an established relationship getting in the way.

‘I’m getting mixed signals from you, Cadmus,’ she said, and I frowned as I tried to think back on my behaviour around her. ‘I assumed you wanted a casual fling once or twice, but then you keep doing these things that don’t make any sense.’

‘What’s he doing, love?’ asked Bromm, an eager glint in his eye that made my own start to twitch as I held back my embarrassment.

‘He’s been… serious,’ she said.

Bromm tried to hold back a laugh but failed spectacularly, choking on it instead. ‘Right,’ he coughed. ‘And that’s… a problem?’

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