The drastic turn of conversation made me blink, and it took me a moment to catch up. His mind was whip sharp, moving at the speed of light.
The door opened again, and we both looked over as Cillian walked back in. He’d taken the time to change and was dressed in jeans and a T-shirt, but that didn’t matter nearly as much as the realistic dildo in an unopened clear packet he carried in one hand, and the Fleshlight he had in the other. His smirk was downright wicked, and I swore his bulge was bigger than it had been when he watched me fuck Vail. I groaned. Of course he had toys and wanted to outdo me.
“Ready to have some real fun, eh, firebug?”
Vail gasped, eyes widening, and a flush spread across his pale cheeks again. He sat up, his gaze caught on the dildo. “Is that.... Oh. Yeah. I.... Wow. Let’s do that.”
I slapped a hand over my face and sighed when Cillian jumped on the bed, feet planted firmly on it, making us bounce.
He nudged my thigh with his toe and smirked. “Time for ye to get outta the way, Rowen. I’m gonna show ye how to have some real fun.”
How much trouble would I get in with the boss for murdering the muppet? It might be worth it.
5
VAIL
Rowen gaveme one last kiss, a lingering, warm press of his mouth against mine. His beard tickled my lips and I smiled against his mouth. The sensations overwhelmed me. I’d always been a high-sex-drive person—even though I didn’t get most of my orgasms from other people—and I’d never had a chance at anything like this in the past. Rowen sat back and gave me the type of grin that had my toes curling against the bedding. Laugh lines crinkled the corners of his eyes and he pecked another kiss onto my lips. Even though he’d just come, he massaged my thighs like he was thinking about fucking me again, which felt fantastic, and it took a shove on his shoulder from Cillian to get him to move.
“Shit, it was my phone I forgot in my office,” I said and stared down at the dildo Cillian tossed onto the bed. The tip smacked my hip and the shaft wobbled like actual flesh. I bit the corner of my lip.Damn it.
Cillian snorted and shook his head as he sent the packaging from the toy sailing across the room. “How did ye get from me about to plow meself into all yer pretty holes to yer phone?” He stripped his T-shirt off and threw it, too.
Blinking up at him, I shrugged a shoulder. “The last time I used a dildo I was watching porn on my phone, and I didn’t know where it was earlier—the phone, not my dildo, that’s at home in my closet—but I just remembered I left it on my desk. Again, the phone, not the.... Sorry, that’s how my brain works.”
He chuckled, and I couldn’t help but stare at the solid six, no seven, wow,eightpack he had. I licked my lips. I’d definitely never had a man as built as he was in my bed. His muscles almost made me want to do crunches. I glanced back at Rowen, who was still naked where he stood nearby watching us, and let out a moan. He was masculine and sexy, too, and I didn’t want him so far away. It was like my brain was stuck trying to figure out how I could maximize my pleasure, scattering in all directions, because the next time I got off I would probably be doing it alone.
And I wanted everything I could get with them to hold me over.
Cillian dropped onto the bed and grabbed the bottle of lube from where it rested near my right shoulder. He squeezed some into the Fleshlight. I glanced at what he was doing in interest because I’d never had one, although I’d considered getting one. The entrance to this toy looked a lot like an asshole—“I’ve never topped.”
He glanced up at me and shook his head. “Never?”
“No.”
“Ye’ll love this, then,” he said, voice dropping low. He gave one more squeeze of the lube into the entrance of the Fleshlight.
The dildo that still lay on the bed was longer than Rowen, and it received a generous coating of lube as well. “Is that thing bigger than you?”
The smug smile that crossed Cillian’s face made me think maybe the answer wasno, but he didn’t give me a chance to say anything else about it. He moved between my legs and jerked my thighs apart until I was flat on my back and he had my ass in the air.
“Be careful with him. He was attacked earlier,” Rowen said and came closer to the bed. He glared at Cillian.
“I’m not hurt,” I murmured, and then I didn’t think about anything because Cillian pushed the head of the dildo into me. It wasn’t warm like a dick, and I’d just had one inside me, so the temperature change was stark, but other than that I wouldn’t have been able to tell the difference. Cillian had a hungry gaze, like the one he’d worn while Rowen was fucking me, and he stared at where the toy disappeared into my body. I gasped as the tip smashed my sensitive prostate, and he pushed it in to the base and wedged it tight.
The fullness split me open and focused my mind in a spectacular way. He took some time fucking the toy into me, which surprised me because he hadn’t seemed like the most patient guy. It felt good when he angled the silicone dick up and rubbed against my prostate on each slide into my body. I closed my eyes and slapped my palms over my face. It was so fucking fantastic to have someone else doing this. I moved my hips in time to his strokes, and he growled.
“Oh, that’s glorious,” Rowen whispered from closer than he’d been before.
Cillian grunted, and I gasped as he lightly slapped my hard dick against my stomach. When had I plumped up? Struggling for deep breaths, I lowered my hands from my face.
“That’s what I was after. Mm. Rowen, be useful. Get over here.”
“What are you going to do?” I whispered and stared down my body to where my dick stood waving proud. Cillian shoved the dildo in deep, and I knocked my head back against the pillow. The move hurt a little, and I swiveled my hips in a circle, but he didn’t keep fucking me.
“Oh, ye’re a filthy wee firebug. Too cute to call a whore, but ye fuckin’ want it.”
“Yes,” I whispered and forced myself to look at him. “I do.”
