Page 58 of Shadowman
Wait…Whyare we doing this?
“Well, that was…” Luthor’s voice is raspier than usual as he sighs, “Crazy.”
“Uh, yea.” I’m vigorously chewing on my lower lip. I can’t seem to stop…
Maybe it’s because I’m trying not to focus on the salty taste of cum lingering on my tongue.
Cum that just so happens to belong to my two best friends.
It’s strange, but I canfeelRen’s in my stomach, and it’s making me all jittery.
He’s never been… inside me before.
Gulp.
How did we get here??
It’s all a blur, honestly.
I refuse to take responsibility for what just happened.
We’re blaming it on Ren. It’s all his fault.
“I had fun,” Ren chirps, as casual as ever. Permanently missing the awkwardness gene—the part of his brain dedicated to over-analyzing, and the receptors that dip your serotonin back down to normal levels when an orgasm wears off.
He’s foreverup. Never down. It’s as fascinating as it is infuriating.
“What else is new?” Luthor grumbles, redressing and fixing himself up while I do the same. I’m much more visibly fidgety, but we won’t focus on that right now. “You weren’t supposed to be involved, remember?”
“You two weren’t doing it right,” Ren hums, reaching for Luthor, who yanks away from him. “I had no choice but to step in and sort you out.”
I scoff. “Everything’s always about you.”
He frowns up at me. “What’s that supposed to mean?”
“You know damn well what it means,” I snap. “You couldn’t even let Luthor have his moment of getting back at you without stealing the show.” I peek at Luthor. “We should’ve made him stand outside the bars.”
Luth cracks a smile, but Ren is squinting at me. It binds my muscles with unease. I hate when he looks at me like that… It makes me feel like he can read my mind; see right into the vast expanse of secrets I’m keeping locked up in there.
It’s the same look I givehimwhen I know he’s lying.
“Areyoujealous now, Byron?” He smirks, cocking his head. My jaw clamps. “Because you wanted to be the star this time?”
“No,” I huff, sounding way too defensive to my own ear. “I’m not… I don’t…”
“Shhh.” Ren crawls to the edge of the bed, sticking his finger into the waist of my pants to tug me closer while I wriggle away. “No need to be so defensive, darling. We’re all friends here. And sometimes friends suck each other’s dicks. It happens.”
“You’re certifiable.” Luthor sighs.
“First andlasttime,” I growl with our eyes locked. “I assure you.”
He grins wickedly, tongue darting out to flick my lower lip. I grumble out of annoyance and shove him away from me by his throat. He tumbles back onto his bed, chuckling like the blue-eyed spawn of Satan he is.
Stomping and keys jingling most definitely mean Jasper has returned to bring us back where we belong. I’m actually glad.I need some time to myself right now.
He doesn’t bother cuffing us. Just opens the cell, shooting Luthor and me a bitchy look that says,Go. And we do, leaving the memory of a strange, ill-conceived threesome behind where it belongs. With Ren.
The beautiful, chaotic planet around which we all orbit.
