“I will if you will,” I said, before smirking at him and adding, “Princess.”
He flipped me the bird. I laughed, and a second later, so did he.
“Oh, my god,” he groaned. “This is seriously happening. No, listen, Jez...it’s really happening.”
I wasn’t quite ready to say that part out loud, so I pivoted.
“You know, you’re kind of hot when you’re getting fucked from both ends,” I told him. “Is it okay that I liked that?”
His cheeks flamed scarlet. “It’s okay. You already know how gay I am—”
“So gay,” I assured him. “The gayest.”
He choked on another laugh. “Yup. And... I thought it might be weird, you know? Seeing you like that. But when Gage started teasing me about forcing us to watch each other while they made both of us come...”
“Oh, god.” I buried my face in my knees. “Yes. That part.”
“I nearly shot my load, right there and then,” Tony said.
“I came like a freight train when Gage shoved your face down on his cock and you choked,” I told my knees. Then I lifted my head. “Maybe there are, like, gay ‘get-out-of-jail-free’ cards because there’s three of them, and they’re all super-hot?”
Tony nodded solemnly. “I will accept the gay ‘get-out-of-jail-free’ card. Thanks.”
“I guess if you think it’s hot, and I think it’s hot, and they think it’s hot—then, maybe it’s just hot?” I suggested.
“Yeah, I’m pretty sure it was hot,” he agreed.
“We’re really going to do this, aren’t we,” I said, feeling wonder spread through me like warm sparkles. “We’re going to live with a fucking rich-as-fuck alpha pack.”
“And we are going to screw them incessantly,” Tony replied. “Jez, there is going to beso much screwingin this house.”
“Jesus,” I said unthinkingly, unable to believe that lust had started tightening in my belly again, so soon after having my insides rearranged by Knox’s giant dick. Twin prickles of interest reflected back along the bond.
“I need to go shopping for lube,” Tony muttered, as though to himself. “Lube and butt plugs. BecauseChrist, these guys are big.”
I pursed my lips, trying to hide my stupid grin.
“I will clean your bathroom for a month if you make Knox take you butt-plug shopping as part of hisromantic courtship,” I told him.
Tony rolled his head to the side to meet my gaze, wide-eyed. We stared at each other for a beat, and then we both descended into undignified, hiccupping peals of laughter.
FIFTY-EIGHT
Tony
