Page 83 of Revelry

I can’t help it. I laugh. “Oh my god you’re such a liar. You’d say anything to get a woman to sleep with you, wouldn’t you?”

“What the fuck does that mean?” he asks, and I know by his tone I’ve hurt him.

I roll over in his arms and look at him. “Levi, everyone knows you’d sleep with anything that moves. I’m nothing special; I’m just a girl who got really lucky. Or really unlucky, when you consider all the shit that’s happened since I said yes to this job.”

“You’re special to me.”

“Why? Because I let you do anal?” I say, tracing my finger along his lips.

He pulls away, his brow creased, and those pretty hazel eyes of his hard. “I’m serious.”

I frown as I look up at him. “You really mean that.”

“Yeah, I really fucking do. You think I tell everyone that shit? I know you think I’m a heartless douche, Ali, but I’m not. I’m just better at hiding my feelings than Coop is.”

“I don’t think you’re a douche. A cockhead maybe, but not a douche,” I tease.

“A cockhead, huh?” He grins, and rolls me over onto my back, leaning down to kiss me. “Well this cockhead’s cock wants inside you.”

“Can we just … not, right this second?”

“Yeah.” He frowns and a muscle in his jaw tightens. He pushes up on his elbows and shifts, flopping back down on the bed beside me.

“I feel like you and I never get to just … be together, you know? Like we don’t do anything but fuck.”

I expect him to pout over that, but he doesn’t. He pulls me into him and we tangle our legs together. We’re both fully dressed beneath the duvet, but it’s nice to be close like this without it being sexual. Don’t get me wrong—if there’s one guy you want things to turn sexual with, it’s Levi … or Levi and Coop, considering they’re both fucking incredible lovers, but I get things from Coop that I don’t get from Levi.

There’s always this disconnect between us. We come together and we feed off one another’s pleasure, but even when our bodies merge, I won’t give him all of me. I can’t. Because there’s a part of me that belongs to another man, and deep down I suspect that all of us know it.

That doesn’t mean that I don’t care for him, though. I don’t know whether all the cock has made me extra specially stupid when it comes to these boys, but the idea of being without either one of them hits me like an anvil to the chest. There’s something innately vulnerable about Levi. He hides behind his rock-star swagger and that enormous cock, but there’s so much more to him than that. It’s not even buried very far beneath the surface, but I suspect that before me, nobody had even bothered to look.

I see it now, though—how tender hearted he is, how carefully he holds precious things. I feel it in the way he’s holding me now. Our bodies are as tangled and as close to one another as we can get without him being inside me. Even through our jeans, the hard length of him is pressed against my inner thigh. Desire stirs within me, but I simply press a soft kiss to his lips and let out a contented sigh as I snuggle deeper.

I wake with a start, and kick off the covers. My skin prickles with sweat. Levi’s body is still wrapped around mine, and I snuggle deeper. Then I jolt out of the sleep haze, my eyes widening at a very pissed-off Cooper at the end of the bed.

“Oh my god, you scared the bajeebus out of me.”

“Sorry. I didn’t mean to disturb the two of you,” he says that with so much restrained anger in his voice, I find myself flinching.

“You’re not disturbing anyone.”

“Yes, you are. Quit talking or fuck off,” Levi growls. Cooper makes a beeline for the door.

“Where are you going?” I ask.

“I don’t know,” he says. He’s facing the door, and his shoulders slump as he throws his head back, staring at the ceiling.

“Coop … stay,” I say. He turns and faces me, and the look in his eyes is so desolate it takes everything I have not to go to him. “Please?”

He sighs and shakes his head, and then he retraces his steps to the bed and toes off his boots and socks.

“Move over, Quinn,” he says.

A sleepy smile spreads across my face. Levi groans and shifts farther across the bed, but his arm is around my waist, and he pulls me back against him. Coop climbs onto the mattress. As he lies down and faces me, he grabs my hips and pulls me closer to him. Levi presses in against my back. His hand cups my breast from behind and squeezes, then he kisses my neck until I’m arching back into him. Cooper bows his head and reverently takes my nipple in his mouth, T-shirt and all, biting down hard and pulling a gasp from me.

Levi’s hands tug at my hips, but Cooper grabs my thigh and hoists it over his, effectively pulling me closer to him.

“Now, now, boys, there’s enough of me to go around.”

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