Vail breathed out in excitement. “Those types of ceiling panels?” He pointed upward. “Were popular until the Reconstruction era. I think they’re original. This is an amazing building.” He bit his lip and grinned at me. I didn’t caretoomuch about some old ceilings, but I ended up smiling back because he was so happy about it.
“That’s interesting.”
Cillian snorted, and I caught the asshole holding in a laugh while he stared over his shoulder at me, but I didn’t have time for all that and ignored him. Soon enough we were at the door to our hotel room, and Cillian slid one of the key cards into the reader, letting us enter a massive space. It looked more like a small apartment than a hotel room, with a circular bed big enough to fit the five of us taking up the center. The mattress might even be bigger than Rowen’s. The purple and silver color scheme of everything from the curtains to the bedding made the place feel more opulent than the size alone could have on its own.
Cillian whistled. “This is one snazzy room.”
Rowen frowned and swept past him to the silver-topped bar on our left. He grabbed a piece of paper that had been placed there and read it before laughing. After a moment, he waved it at us. “This is theHaremroom.”
I snorted.
“Harem room?” Fallon asked, stepping by us. He stopped to run his hand over Vail’s cheek, as though he couldn’t resist touching him, and Vail sighed, leaning into his palm with a faint smile. “Do you think she knows we share Vail?”
I grunted and nodded. “I think she knew something was up with us. Maybe she’s better friends than I thought with the boss.”
“Does it matter?” Cillian spread his arms and spun around, waving at the room. “Look at this fecking place. We can fuck all we want here, and in a bed big enough for all of us.” He yanked Vail out of my arms and dragged him against his body before gesturing to the large rectangular windows. “I’m going to press ye against that window and fuck ye for everyone outside to see. They’ll know ye’re ours. Yer arse will be leaking with our nut cream.”
I didn’t have to be beside Vail to see the shiver that spread through him as he moaned, leaning into Cillian, who forced Vail’s head backward and attacked his lips. They kissed roughly, and Vail shifted his body, rocking his hips against Cillian’s thigh.
I couldn’t look away. He was truly insatiable, a perfect match for the four of us.
Fallon sighed and dropped onto the bed, leaning forward with his elbows on his knees. His little sound was loud enough to catch Vail’s attention, and he dragged himself away from Cillian to glance around at Fallon. He moved, and Cillian huffed in irritation as Vail went to sit on the mattress beside Fallon.
“Are you nervous?” Vail asked, laying a hand on Fallon’s knee.
“You’ve never seen me fight,” Fallon said, with a conceited little grin. “I’m fucking good at it.”
“He is,” Cillian agreed, even if his mouth twisted as though it hurt to say.
“I’m scared of watching you fight,” Vail murmured, leaning his forehead against Fallon’s cheek. “I don’t want you to get hurt.”
Rowen took a seat at the small table in the corner and leaned back against the wall, watching them, while Cillian and I stayed standing.
“I’ll win for you,” Fallon whispered.
I snorted and rolled my eyes, and Fallon smirked at me. He knew exactly what to say, I gave him that. Shifting over to the other side of Vail, I took a seat on the bed and fell onto my back. “Don’t listen to him, little doc. He’ll want you to kiss his boo-boos after the fight.”
“I’d do that,” Vail said quickly, turning toward me. He chewed on his bottom lip and reached out to press his hand to my stomach, sliding his fingers under my shirt and tickling them across the skin beneath my belly button. He was so close to the waistband of my pants I expected him to sneak his hand in there instead. He didn’t, though.
“I have a boo-boo right now,” Fallon said. “On my cock. Want to kiss it better?”
I rolled my eyes. Standing, I shook my head at him. “While you get the blowjob you’ve been after since I fucked him in the car, I’m going to shower. Let me know when the bags get here.”
Cillian grunted and pointed at Fallon. “I wouldn’t be wasting me energy if I was ye. Yer fight’s tonight and ye need it all.”
Fallon gave him a wink and grabbed Vail around the waist, tipping him over onto his back on the bed. Vail laughed and curled his legs around Fallon’s hips, rubbing his trapped dick against Fallon.
I left them there to do whatever they were going to. I’d had Vail today, and I was sure I’d have him later, too. For now I needed hot water on my sore muscles.
5
VAIL
So far mySaturday night was going well. Cillian wasn’t normally one to do anything sweet in front of the others—except occasionally Rowen—but he rested his hand on the back of mine briefly as he slowly drove along a dirt roadway toward hundreds of other cars that surrounded a large, boxy building. The headlights bounced in the darkness as we hit a rut, illuminating the cars ahead of us strangely. His fingers tightened around mine and I flipped my hand over, squeezing his back. His jaw tensed. The small divot in his chin stood out as he leaned forward a little over the wheel as if that helped him glare better.
“Motherfuck. What are they thinkin’ holding a fight in a backwater like this? Why isn’t it in the bloody feckin’ city?”
Fallon snickered and tickled at my side from where he was in the back directly behind me. I turned to smile at him over my shoulder.
