“Because you want Ladybird?”
The reaper sighs indignantly, grabbing the leather strap of my harness and bringing my face closer to his.
“I’m not used to putting in this much work, you know?” he says, his lips close enough to touch. “But I’ve waited a really long time to find my special someone. As luck would have it, it seems the universe has decided I deserve two hot, pink cupids for my endless loneliness. Now, are you going to kiss me, because I don’t mind begging. If anything, I’ll get off on it.“
“What will Ladybird think?” I whisper, my bottom lip nearly touching his.
“I promise she’ll be pleased,” he replies.
I’m not sure if it’s his confidence, or his assuring words, or the fact that perhaps Ladybird put him up to this.
But I give in.
I grab the back of his head and press his lips against mine. He melts against me beautifully, like he’s just as starved for touch as I am, and I relish in it. Where he was just initiating, he’s now completely pliant in the kiss, and I can’t help the moan of want and relief that spills out of me.
It’s been so long since I’ve been touched like this, and it feels like a weight is lifted off my shoulders. Isn’t it funny that a reaper is the person making me feel more like a cupid than I have in many years?
I’m the one to break the kiss, and his deep brown eyes look at me hungrily, like he wants more.
He licks his lips.
“Do you want to watch me finger Ladybird in the bathroom now?”
I pull back and blink at him. “What?”
“She said if I could prove that you were interested in her and me that I could finger her in the bathroom.” He says it eagerly and so naturally like this isn’t a huge deal.
The first time I watch the woman I’ve been lusting after come will be against the fingers of another man. I should feel jealous, or frustrated, but all I can feel right now is an eagerness I haven’t felt in who knows how long.
“All right,” I agree, and he grins.
Gloom stands first, holding out his hand, and I take it easily as he directs us towards the bathroom.
As soon as he opens the door, Ladybird is standing there looking shyer than I’ve ever seen her.
“He wants to watch,” Gloom says easily, and Ladybird glances over at me.
“Birdie, if it’s too much, I can go. We can talk about all this later,” I say, not wanting to put her on the spot. For as long as I’ve had feelings for her, this is moving awfully fast.
“You want to watch?” she whispers, biting her lower lip.
I nod my head, and she smiles before turning her gaze to Gloom.
“Do you like being a good boy, sweet reaper?” she asks, drawing her dark pink nail down the side of his face.
“I was motivated,” Gloom says, grabbing Ladybird’s hips and kissing her collarbone. “I’m ready to collect my present, goddess,” he says.
It should be cheesy, I should be irritated. But all I am is riveted and fully enthralled by this dynamic.
Ladybird is completely in charge of the situation when it comes to Gloom, and I’m wondering where I stand in the grand scheme of things. While I’m eager and willing to worshipLadybird, falling to my knees and being submissive isn’t my thing.
Maybe she and Gloom make far more sense than we ever could.
I contemplate leaving, feeling like I don’t belong, when Ladybird’s hand wraps around my wrist. I glance up at her, and she gives me a soft smile.
“Don’t go,” she whispers, and I take a deep breath and turn toward her. “He wants to be good… for both of us,” she says, putting her hand on the top of Gloom’s head, directing him to his knees on the floor. “Isn’t that right, pet?”
He falls beautifully onto his knees and looks up at Ladybird with lust-filled eyes.
