Page 110 of Drown My Sorrow

Kelly turns and wraps his arms around Shale. The easy affection that is growing between the guys is seductive.

“My favourite thing was the kiss you gave me when I got back safe,” Kelly murmurs to me.

He thinks my kiss is better than a giant wave? My stomach flutters, and I struggle not to smile.

Beau rolls on top of me and grinds himself against me. “I’m really liking this bed thing, too.”

“Keagan is my most loved part of today. For bringing me back to Earth and stopping me from being a dumbass,” Ezy says with a chuckle.

Keagan sits up. “I have two, that is actually one. When I kissed Ezy, and I felt that bolt of lust come through the bond from my eavesdropping omega.”

“I did not!” I protest instantly.

“You totally did so.”

I hum and go quiet and then, because I can’t turn my brain off, I just blurt it all out. “Who decided to name the penis a penis? Is it related to a pen? Did a man look at his dick while he was pissing and go, ooh, I can write with my dick, too. Maybe it’s a penis? Or was the pen named after the penis? Oh, do guys mutually masturbate like they show on TV? What does it look like?”

“A guy masturbating?”

“Well, yes, and no. I mean, when you do it to each other. I never see any of that.” My words come out with a super squeak, and I can’t seem to moderate my tone.

The air in the room is getting thick, but I can’t stop my mouth from running. Is it hot in here?

“Would you like to see it?”

“You guys together?” I squeak.

“Well, yeah. I mean, we can show you.”

I hum and finally nod. “Okay, yes. Show me.”

Beau claps the lights on, and I turn to find he’s got his pants down and his cock out. It’s thick and heavy, and, oh, my god.

“Beau, is your penis tattooed?”

Beau bursts out laughing. “It is. I got it done after a heat a year ago. You would know about it if only we didn’t have sex in a dark cave,” he teases.

Kelly, Gael, and Ezy sit up to have a look.

“Fuck, that’s hot!” Ezy whispers.

I nod my head, fascinated by the way his hand glides slowly up his cock and then slowly back down.

I take a quick peek at the others.

Kelly moans and rolls away, refusing to watch, but Gael stares as if it’s the most fascinating thing in the world.

The pattern around his cock appears to be a tribal pattern. It’s cool.

“How did they even do that, and did it hurt?”

“I had to be nice and hard, and, of course, it hurt, but it was absolutely worth it.”

I reach out but hesitate. “I haven’t, I mean, I don’t remember the heats clearly. Um, well, it’s just, I don’t know what I’m doing.” I take a deep breath. “Can you show me?”

“Come on, pretty omega. Touch me, and we will show you how to make me feel good. We can show you how we fuck later, if you’d like?”

I lick my lips, nodding. “Later,” I murmur. Is it later yet?

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