Colin peered at Dane with heavy-lidded eyes, his lips bright red from Dane’s blood. “Yeah?” he asked, all low and husky.
Dane couldn’t help pulling him in for a kiss, sucking the taste of his own blood off Colin’s tongue. “Yeah, baby. I want that ass. Need to fuck my cum into you. It’s been too long.”
It had been maybe two days, but Dane didn’t get any argument, which showed him more than anything else how far gone Colin was already.
“Yeah.” Colin rocked against him, his eyes all pupil now. “Let’s do that.”
Dane carried Colin to the bed. They peeled off their trunks, and Dane sat naked against the headboard with an equally nude Colin in his lap, who immediately began sucking deep bruises into Dane’s neck, possessive marks that would heal before the day was done.
Dane groaned, sliding Colin over his cock, wishing they’d prepped the little minx before they’d gone down to the pool.
Fox sprinted into the bathroom but was back within seconds, kneeling behind Colin, and—judging by the hungry gasps Colin started making against Dane’s skin—opening him up with his fingers.
After a moment, Colin leaned back with a dazed sort of frown. “Why do I smell more coconuts?”
Fox grinned at him like an idiot. “Coconut-flavored lube. I thought we’d have a whole theme going.”
Dane drew Colin back in for a kiss before their mate could chew Fox out for his ridiculousness. Colin met him eagerly, sighing those little gasps into Dane’s mouth as Fox workedbehind him. Dane wrapped a hand around Colin’s cock, his own dick hard as a rock and fuckingachingnow. He wanted inside there, wanted Colin gripping him in that fucking heavenly way he did. Wanted—
Colin let out a deep, gasping groan, rocking forward in Dane’s lap.
Dane broke their kiss and glared over Colin’s shoulder at his brother, who haddefinitelyalready started fucking their mate. “Hey, asshole!”
“Fuuuck,” Fox groaned, completely unrepentant, his thrusts pushing Colin deeper and deeper into Dane’s lap. “How is he still so fucking tight? He should be a sloppy mess with how often we fuck him.”
Dane growled. He couldn’t help it. His devil had been promised something, and it was fucking pissed to have it taken away, even by his beloved brother.
Colin blinked blearily at Dane, his mouth slack as his body rocked with Fox’s movements. How he already looked so fucked-out from just a few of Fox’s thrusts was anyone’s guess. “Want me to suck you, baby?”
Fuck. And now he was being all sweet with that “baby.” That did things to Dane. Dangerous things.
It was Fox who answered, wrapping a hand around the front of Colin’s throat to tug his head back against his shoulder. “No, slayer,” he crooned, ghosting his lips over Colin’s ear. “He wants to fuck you. He’s ready to rip me apart for the chance. Should we give him what he wants?”
Oh fuck. Dane was going to punch his brother in the face. He really was.
But then Fox was giving Colin’s ass a firm slap and pulling out, flopping onto the bed on his side. He raised his brows as he wrapped a hand around his hard, slicked-up cock. “All yours, brother dearest.”
“Fuck off,” Dane told him, but there wasn’t enough heat in his words, since he was too busy dragging Colin forward by the hips and dropping him onto his cock andohhhh fuck. That was it. That was fuckingperfect.
Fox grinned at him like the asshole he was, stroking his cock lazily as he watched them. “I was just warming him up for you.”
Dane was too gone to argue, too entranced by the act of lifting Colin by his hips and slamming him back down again, letting that perfect fucking channel strangle his cock like it was fucking made for it.
Colin keened, dropping his head to Dane’s shoulder as he let himself be manhandled like the good fucking boy he was.
And then sharp fangs were sliding into Dane’s neck again becauseof coursethey were.
Things were quiet for a bit after that. There were no more taunts or teasing, at least. Just the slick sounds of Colin getting fucked and Fox fucking his hand paired with the endless, greedy gulping of Colin sucking at Dane’s neck like a feral beast.
When Dane started getting lightheaded—either from his impending orgasm or the sheer amount of blood Colin was stealing from him—he tugged Colin off his neck and took his mate’s mouth again, groaning as he sliced his tongue on Colin’s adorable fucking fangs.
He pulled away again, sucking wet, bloody kisses into Colin’s skin as he stroked Colin’s cock in the rough way Colin liked best. “Gonna fill you up, baby.”
“Yesss,” Colin hissed, rocking into his hand. “Do it. Gonna come.”
They came pretty much together, which would have been romantic as hell if Fox hadn’t been watching Colin from his sprawl on the bed, his eyes growing darker and hungrier by the second.
It stillwasromantic, Dane supposed. Their version of romance, at least.
