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“I’ll get something to wipe that up.” I grab the shitty t-shirt I had from the dungeon.
Zuben grabs the fabric out of my hands, and pushes me aside when I start to wipe up his mess. His cheeks darken as if he’s ashamed.
Too much time has passed for him to have visible wounds, but he must have been cutting himself while he watched the three of us fuck.
Finished with the clean up, he turns to face into the corner, breathing heavily. I touch his back, hoping to offer comfort, but he shrugs me off, so I leave him on his own.
I’ve seen how Ember feels about him, and it’sbeyondclear that he cares forherin spite of all his denials. Like him or not, I’ve got to do something to help the dude out. But what?
An idea flashes through my mind, one that just might work.
I run through a brief shopping list. I can go out during daylight today, so I’ll grab a few things that might help Zuben satisfy his sexual needs without hurting Ember—or himself. Not sure what he’s in to, so I’ll just buy the store out.
If the pair can’t fuck in any kind of vanilla way, then maybe some bindings and sex toys could help.
Ember sighs deeply, and I turn toward the bed.
Axe has pulled out of her and is lying at her side, stroking her belly as she stretches under his touch and looks into his eyes.
Noticing I’m looking, Axe gestures for me to come over. Lazily, like it’s an immense effort, Ember turns her head toward me and smiles.
“Hey.” I touch Zuben’s back. He’s still facing the corner. “Join us on the bed.”
His body stiffens.
“Come on.” I slap his arm. “If nothing else, you’ve got to get some rest.”
Looking down, he shakes his head. “I’ll sleep on the floor.”
Chapter Eight
Axe
“Do you need to feed?”Ember asks, her lithe body sliding against mine. It’s hard to believe she can move at all after the punishing she just took from our cocks.
When Ryker brought up the idea of double penetration, I didn’t really think we could do it, but also knew that if I voiced my opinion, he’d be even more determined to try, and might hurt her in his attempt to prove me wrong.
“I could eat.” I grin as I look into her loving eyes.
“No!” Zuben strides toward the bed from the corner of the room.
I bristle at his commanding tone, but prop myself up to hear his reasons.
“You can’t fucking tell him when to feed.” Ryker glares at Zuben.
“Our priority at the moment is our experiment.” Zuben says, his tone in full teacher mode. “We must be methodical. The next step in the investigation is to test Ryker’s ability to take sunlight. In fact, you should do so now.” He stares at Ryker, his expression firm.
“Fuck your priorities.” Ryker stretches out on the mattress on the other side of Ember. “And fuck your experiment. Speaking of fucking…” He traces his hand over Ember’s belly, making her squirm.
“Please take this seriously.” Zuben says. “Ember’s future is in the balance. Since you were the one to take her vein, you need to follow the protocols and test how long you can take sunlight as a result.”
“Protocols.” He chuckles. “Okay, okay, professor.” Kissing Ember, Ryker traces his hand between her legs, and her back arches up.
I assume he’s about to penetrate her again, but then he leaps off the bed and onto his feet. “Can’t say no to a bit of sunlight. Plus I’m gonna run a few errands while you guys laze around.”
“I do not plan to laze—” Zuben stops himself, clearly realizing that Ryker was trying to get his goat.
Ryker quickly dons his leather garb, then turns toward the closed bedroom door. “Wish me luck, little dove.”
