“What are you doing in here? You weren’t invited.”
I peel my tired eyelids back and see the twins lingering in the doorway.
My mouth tilts up as Georgiy covers me with a sheet.
“He looks dead,” Ezra comments.
“He does. It’s the sheet,” Cain adds.
I close my eyes once more and listen as Georgiy shuffles around.
“You don’t need to pretend you’re actually dead,” Georgiy tells me lowly.
“I don’t mind,” I say from the corner of my mouth. “It’s a fantasy of theirs.”
He huffs in annoyance, and then I hear him growl. “What do you want? I thought you were here to dispose of bodies.”
“We are. There are so many, so much work, so we came to collect.”
“Collect what?”
“A prize.”
Georgiy is silent, and I peek an eye open. “They want something dirty.”
“Why would they want something dirty? Why can’t anyone around here want something clean?”
I giggle and then lean up and meet their curious stares.
“What do you want?”
“I assume you both have already fucked.”
“Yeah,” I sigh. “First time and everything.” I stretch out happily. “It was so good. The best sex I’ve ever had.”
They don’t look impressed, but they do take a step into the room. At the same time. It’s very creepy and very hot.
If I didn’t have Georgiy, I’d let them do me.
Although Viktor said he did that once, and they got a little too obsessed.
Not that I mind a little obsession.
I peer over at Georgiy, who looks like he is about to stab one or both of them. I’d like to see that. Him going feral, just letting a knife sink into one of them.
“A picture of his hole,” Ezra says, pointing to me.
I start to move, ready to bend over, but Georgiy stops me.
“No. Pick something else.”
They frown in tandem. “We don’t want anything else. We want to see what you did to him.”
“Something. Else.”
That dark voice, the way he threatens murder with his words makes my dick twitch. I bet it could get hard if it really wanted to.
“What about Kit and Jax? I thought they’d have something you’d like.”
