Page 102 of Kings & Carnage

"It was the only thing I could afford that felt meaningful enough for…" I hadn't told Neo I loved him yet and I didn’t want to make it weird by saying it to Oscar in front of him, “how I feel about you.”

I twisted a little to look at Rock, still straddling my hips in his underwear.

"There's one for you too." I searched the room for Neo and found him leaning against the wall, his eyes magnetic as they locked onto my face. "And you.”

I started to roll over and Rock rose onto his knees to give me room to move.

I was stretched out on my back now, Rock’s aroused cock visible in his boxer briefs and tantalizingly close to my bare cunt.

I held out my wrist to show him the chef's hat tattoo. "This one's for you.”

He took my wrist in his hand and looked at the tiny symbol, then pressed his lips against it. "I can't believe you got tattoos for us.”

"I wanted you to be with me always," I said around the lump in my throat. Saying it implied that they wouldn't always be with me, physically at least.

I didn't like to think about that.

I met Neo's gaze across the room and reached out for him.

He hesitated, then pushed off the wall and crossed the room to take my hand.

I placed his palm over the tattoo above my tit. "This one's for you.”

I wasn't going to tell them why I'd chosen the placements I had. I knew why and I hoped they could guess.

He lifted his palm and leaned in to look at the boxing gloves etched over my heart.

"I know it's not an expensive present," I said. "But it's from me, from my heart. I… I hope it's okay and that you like them.”

Neo stared at it for a long time. "You had me inked on your skin?”

I touched the angel tattoo on his chest, tracing her face — my face — and lingering on the unicorn pendant.

His gaze was still locked on mine when Oscar eased onto the other side of the bed.

He leaned down to kiss me, long and slow, and desire sparked to life at the center of my body. His tongue swept my mouth, Rock still straddling my hips, Neo's hand covering the tattoo over my heart.

I wiggled my hips instinctively as all the blood rushed to my cunt.

"Fuck me," Rock said. "You better turn back onto your stomach or we’re going to have to renege on the massage portion of your present.”

I pulled away from Oscar's mouth. "I wouldn't complain.”

"If you’re saying you want to jump right to the part where you get fucked, I'm happy to comply," Neo said, his voice laced with a dark promise.

"Fuck that," Rock said to him. "If I can keep my hard-on in my shorts, you can do the same. We're going to give Willa a fucking massage even if it means you have to jack off in the fucking corner like the freak you are.”

I laughed. "It's your show.”

Oscar grinned down, letting his gaze travel over my naked body. "And what a show it is.”

"Damn right," Rock said. "Now turn your ass over. The night has just begun."

Chapter48

Willa

Isettled back onto my stomach, even more relaxed now that I'd given the Kings their Valentine's Day presents. I mean let's face it: tattooing a guy’s symbol on your body could kind of go either way.

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