Page 81 of Never To Suffer

“Show him how you pray to me, Beetle,” Skylar coos, and I watch as they dip their hands between Dani’s legs again, strumming her like a bass guitar. Her head rocks back onto their shoulder as she unleashes the most beautiful series of moans I’ve ever heard.

“Xander, please! Please, I need you so bad.”

“Tell him, love,” Skylar’s other hand wraps around her throat, squeezing. They’re talking to her, but their swirling, brown, blown out eyes are staring through me as the thrusts become deeper, and they nip at her neck. “Tell him what you are. What you want.”

“I-I need to be a good girl for you. I need to p-please you,” she sputters, clenching my cock inside her. “Please? Fill me with your cum! I want to be your… your whore!”

If my brain were a computer, it would be flashing a 404 error. Dani and I never had roles in sex, always letting the power belong to whoever wanted it. But watching how she’s giving so much of herself to us—ALLof herself to us? I don’t have words for how magnificent she looks. She yells out, nails scratching me as her body convulses again. It’s heaven or a dream, I can’t decide which.

Skylar releases her and she drops to my chest. Arms wrap around my neck as she shakes and mumbles. I watch Skylar’s muscles flex and twist as they speed up, destroying every memory I have of the last two weeks and replacing it with nothing but them and what they’re doing to me right now, in this very minute. I can’t hold it anymore, grabbing Dani and cling to her as I pump everything I’ve got into her, and she whispers her thanks. I’m not sure if she’s had a gap between the last two orgasms, or if she’s slipped from one to the next. I also don’t care. My body is a volcano, and the whimpers in my ear telling me we’ve destroyed her ignite my core.

“I missed you so much, my lovers. No one felt right after the two of you. No one felt this incredible.” There’s a rare quality to Skylar’s voice, putting it somewhere between a demon and an angel. I’m also convinced their words alone could have me seeing stars. But their cock? It’s sending me to new dimensions. “Now I have you both and I never want to let go.”

“I love you, Skylar. I love you!” I squeak out between pants for air as he tears me in two. “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry. I shouldn’t… I shouldn’t want… oh god! Oh, fuck! Yes!”

There’s only one thing missing, one touch, one person. “Theo…shit. I need… I want… Oh god!”

Skylar’s head falls back, and I could swear the most beautiful black wings spring out as they pump deep into me. They yell my name, yell that they love me so much as Dani whispers it drunkenly into my ear. Then the darkness takes over.

CHAPTER 34

I CAN’T ESCAPE MYSELF

THE DARE

I watch Xander’s beautiful,long eyelashes flutter open while I’m dabbing his face with a cool, wet cloth. The smell of cinnamon, sugar, and coffee heavy in the air. “Oh, there you are, my sweet boy.”

“Hey,” the hoarse word falls out like he’s drunk. “Guess who went and got their dick pierced? Skylar!” I giggle and kiss his forehead before leaning back to hand a steaming mug to Skylar, who’s sitting against the headboard. Xander watches me, trying to make sense of movement again and realizing he’s lying in Skylar’s lap. He stares up at them with a dopey grin. “Oh, hi! You got your dick pierced!”

“I noticed,” Skylar teases, then brushes the hair out of his face.

“Okay, black for my dark moth. And extra sweet for my honeybee.” I wink as Xander sits up to take his mug in shaky hands. That’s why I didn’t fill it. “Okay, before we talk about Sky’s dick railing so hard you blacked out…how do you feel?”

He opens his mouth to answer, but a knock at the front door cuts him off. I groan and growl as I hop off the bed, complainingthe whole way to the door. “Ugh, I’ll get it. They’ve got to fix that stupid gate before I throw one of these survey people down the damn stairs. It’s like, what, ten in the morning in Los-friggin-Angeles and they—Oh!”

“You?”

“What are you doing here? And how did you find me?” I ask, ready to pounce.

Skylar and Xander stumble out of bed and rush into the room. Clothes be damned, apparently. Xander skids to a stop behind me on his shaky Bambi legs.

“Theo! Shit! This is—” Xander looks around the room. “It’s exactly what it looks like.”

“Dr. Clay?”

Skylar and I both look at one another and ask the same question. “You know him?”

“Oh, boy,” Theo sighs, his eyes bouncing between the three of us like a beach ball in the stands of a baseball stadium.

“Wait, you’re not here for me?” I ask, my brain trying to make sense of his appearance at my door. The unexpected scent of melted butter hits me and I forget everything else. I can sense the fresh baked goodness within my reach! “Okay, well, I’m still taking your peace offering, because it smells… delicious and flaky.”

“Do things smell flaky?” Xander asks, missing the point entirely. I don’t care though, it’s good to hear his voice breaking through the shadow that’s covered him since he got home.

Moving the towel out of the way to behold a steaming pile of croissants triggers a memory. “Holy fuckballs, you’re the baking neighbor therapy guy!”

“I am the baking neighbor, yes. And uhm, I… came to see him.” Theo smiles softly, nodding to Xander. “But the pastries are for, uhm, everyone. I guess. Glad I made extra.”

“I…am so confused,” Skylar says, grabbing a pillow and covering himself.

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