Page 69 of The Penalty

“I’m going to have all of you inside me,” Owen says with a growl to his tone.

Maybe being a furry runs in Rhys’ family.

“Can you not? He had nightmares for weeks last time he learned about a new kink.” Oliver says with an annoyed tone as he drops onto the couch next to Isaac and pulls his husband into his side. Turning to look at Owen, he says, “Why would you even want to do that?”

Owen looks over Colin’s head to answer. “I see it as like a really, really deep pressure, full-body hug from inside. And then I can be closer to him than just my dick.”

“I see it a bit like canning,” I add with a nod.

“I’m going to be ill,” Oliver says in a groan.

“Vore bothers you?” Owen sounds genuinely interested in the answer. “I didn’t think any kink bothered you?”

“No, your sex life bothers me.” Oliver looks a little green.

I hope he doesn’t puke. I cannot deal with puking but I chuckle at his answer. It’s something Tobi would say to me. Shit. Tobi. Guilt swirls in my gut along with hunger pains.

Colin squirms and his cheeks turn pink.

“Stop being aroused in my presence,” Oliver demands, glaring at Colin.

“I guess? But also no,” I say to Isaac when I realize no one has answered his question again.

“Well, that makes everything a lot clearer.” Owen pulls Colin tighter against him.

“What kink gave you nightmares? Was it a scary one? Like people who want to be chased by masked intruders?” I have to know.

Isaac’s eyes widen, and he turns to Oliver in horror. “That can’t be a thing.”

“Oh, kitten.” Oliver pats a hand down his head and pulls Isaac’s face to his chest.

Colin laughs, turning to look at Isaac. “Ever wonder why some of us decided to try fencing?”

Isaac’s horrified face snaps to Colin. “What?!”

“You never wanted to get chased by a sexy Captain Hook, captured, and fucked until your legs gave out? Bullshit,” Colin scoffs.

“No! No, I did not!” Isaac all but yells.

That does sound pretty hot actually.

“Pretty fucking weird knowing who you married,” Colin says as he gets up and heads toward the bar cart.

“I’m unclear if you are calling me a villain or a pirate. Neither are an insult.” Oliver raises an eyebrow at him.

Damn, that’s a family thing. It’s exactly the same as Rhys, but Oliver’s doesn’t make me hard. He’s kinda scary actually, and I do not like to be scared when I have sex.

“To be honest, I was calling you an asshole with a control kink, so pick one.” Colin shrugs, refilling his glass. “Anyone want another drink?”

“Are you all always like this?” Rhys asks.

“Yes,” Colin, Isaac, and Owen all say in unison.

“No,” Oliver says after a pause, “Colin is usually worse.”

Colin hands out drinks to those who wanted them but doesn’t sit. He looks at his watch and nods. “Let’s eat before this one.” He points to me. “Wastes away.”

Everyone else stands up easily, but I can’t get my arms to work right. I can barely lift them or bring my hands together. The stupid jersey I stole from Tobi is too tight and it’s cutting off my circumcision.

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