Gideon puffs out a breath, dipping his chin down to rest on my shoulder. “No,” he grunts.
And honestly, same here. I think that one word sums up how we all feel about this situation.
“We’ll figure it out,” I insist. “I won’t lose either of you.” It’s the first time I’ve admitted feelings for him, but it’s a relief to finally drop my guard. He’s not allowed to hatch crazy plans that leave me all alone.
“Cal, I’m sorry,” Gideon says. His arms tighten around us. “I didn’t mean?—”
“I know you didn’t,” I interrupt before he can beat himself up. “Believe me, I get it. Part of me even wants to let you try.”
We all sag at the reminder of our reality.
“I have a request.” Sheena lifts her chin, and we both direct our attention back to her. “No more worry, at least not for tonight. Can we just enjoy being together?”
The question and the way her voice trembles as she asks hit me right in the heart.
“Whatever you want, baby,” Gideon says, voice raw.
He sounds like he’s teetering on the edge of a cliff, so I step back and give him room. Gideon immediately takes the space. But instead of standing between Sheena’s legs, he follows her down on the bed, kissing her and whispering words I don’t try to overhear.
They need this moment, and I have a job to do.
I pull a pocketknife out of my jeans, flick the blade open, and drag it down my arm to make a shallow cut. It won’t take much, so there’s no need to make a mess. When I step back to the bed, Gideon is sitting behind Sheena. She’s propped against his chest, eying the blood warily.
“Just a few swallows,” I tell her, bringing my arm up to her face, but stopping a few inches from her mouth.
She leans down and hesitates, looking up at me and biting her bottom lip. I wink at her, and she tentatively drops her mouth to my arm. I know when she tastes my blood because I feel her stiffen in surprise. She laps around the cut experimentally. It feels so good, I moan. Sheena’s head whips up in concern.
The cut closes up in seconds, but I’m falling apart from all the sensations. Sheena’s pupils are huge, the dark almost completely eclipsing her vibrant irises. When they flash purple, I take a deep breath, letting her desire soak into my bones.
“Do you feel good, baby?” Gideon grins as he kisses down the side of her neck.
She shudders and writhes against him as I toss the pocketknife on the bedside table and crawl between her legs. My favorite place in the universe.
“How are we doing this?” I ask my friend, feeling all of my blood rush to my dick as he teases her. When he looks up at me, there’s so much lust and affection in his eyes it nearly wrecks me.
“Well, for starters, everyone is overdressed,” Gideon rasps.
Sheena takes his words to heart. She lunges at me, ripping my t-shirt over my head and tossing it to the floor. When her small fingers drop to my waist, Gideon takes advantage of the way she’s leaning forward and palms her ass, smiling as she yanks at my pants with frustration. I choke on a laugh when she gives up on getting the jeans off entirely and shoves her hand down the front of my pants.
Her warm fingers wrap around my cock. I thrust into her hand, and she squeezes my length with the perfect pressure, rolling her thumb over the tip with each pass.When I look up, desperate to deepen our connection, her eyes are glowing purple.
“Help. Me. Now,” Sheena demands, stroking me in time with each word while looking pointedly at my jeans.
Since I’m not a fucking idiot, I fucking help her.
We work my pants and underwear down my hips together. I moan as soon as her hot mouth finds me. In the dozens of times I’ve imagined her lips around me, she was always shy and took her time. In reality, Sheena dives in, swallowing me to the hilt and sucking enthusiastically. I’m thrilled to be wrong.
“Holy fucking shit,” I groan.
I grip her hair, terrified by the very real possibility that I might explode after thirty seconds in her mouth. I look to Gideon for help, but his eyes are glued to where Sheena is licking me like I’m her favorite ice cream cone.
“Your mouth is so fucking perfect,” I grunt, soaking up the pleasure and the view of her cheeks hollowed around me as she sucks.
When she gasps around my cock, I see Gideon has done away with her pants and has his thick fingers buried between her thighs. Watching Sheena ride his hand while she blows me has got to be one of the hottest things I’ve ever seen in my life.
Desperate, I slide my hands inside her shirt and bra, circling her nipples, then pinching sharply. She groans again; her vibrations the perfect torture. When she brings one hand up to play with my balls, I’m done for.
It’s a race to the finish line, and I don’t want to win.
