“This one?” Fallon showed me a rainbow colored one that was glow in the dark, and his grin was pure mischief.
“No.” I smacked him gently on the back of the head, and he cackled. It was like dealing with children. I knew for a fact they had both been in adult shops, because they’d gone with Conall and bought the confetti dildo, and it made me wonder how they had acted then. They were probably a lot better behaved.
Finally, my gaze landed on something that caught my interest. It was silver and metal and would probably be cold on Fallon’s cock, which would be pleasure and torture rolled into one. I picked it up and showed him. “This one.”
Fallon perked up and snatched the box from my hand. “I like it! Will it be big enough?”
“Maybe we should get a larger one—”
“No, don’t!” He flashed me his pearly white teeth. “I want it to be tight, so it hurts just a teeny tiny bit.”
“I don’t think—”
“I want this one, Rowen.” He sidled up against my front, fingers tickling across my chest and up toward my neck. I shivered under his attention. “Please?”
How could I say no to that? All it took was one date and I was soft for him. Well, if he kept at it, I wouldn’t besoftfor long. I sighed and gave him a smile. “Okay.”
“If he gets that, I want a monster dildo,” Vail announced, tilting his head innocently.
“Ye want one ofthose?” I pointed to the wall full of monster paraphernalia, and he nodded eagerly.
“I know exactly which one.”
He spun on his heel and marched his way over there, and Fallon and I had no choice but to follow. The dildo he pulled off the hook was massive, bigger than Aspen and Cillian put together, and swirled with pinks and blues. The shaft was ridged and very thick at the base, with a smaller head.
Vail’s wholesome smile was irresistible, and I threw my hands up in defeat.
“Let’s go buy this cock ring and monster dildo.”
“Wahoo!” Vail jumped at Fallon, who caught him and laid a kiss on his lips. All I could do was shake my head and laugh. Tonight was going to be interesting.
8
FALLON
“Well,I was reading this bookMonster-Forcedby Anna Wineheart,” Vail said, turning around in the passenger seat of the Lexus to include me in the conversation. “And that got me started on reading a bunch ofotherbooks with some less than conventional, uh, heroes.”
With a snort, I reached up and ruffled his hair, but he laughed and chased my hand away. “Pervy. I love it.”
He grinned, and I wished it wasn’t nighttime because I wanted to see him better. Happiness was a good look on Vail.
“That title sounds like maybe the story wasn’t consensual,” Rowen said, frowning at Vail before focusing on the road again. “Angel, what type of stories are ye reading? I don’t want ye to get nightmares.” A car coming toward us blasted our faces with obnoxiously bright LED headlights, and Rowen’s red hair glowed.
Vail chuckled and turned back around in his seat, crossing his arms as he stared at Rowen. “It’s all fantasy. I mean, would I really want some huge, muscled monster to hold me down and have his way with me? I....” He tilted his head back and stared at the ceiling, and since I’d leaned to the side to peek at his face, I got the pleasure of watching him drift his hand down between his legs so that he could give the bulge there a rub.
Snickering, I smacked his shoulder. “Sounds a bit like Cillian, doesn’t it?”
Rowen and Vail both laughed, and I sat up straighter.
“Anyway, that’s part of why I wanted the toy we just bought. There are all kinds of intriguing appendages in books like that. Sometimes even tentacles.” Vail rubbed his hands together and leaned closer to Rowen, and all at once, I realized he was messing with him. Vail didn’t poke at the others often, but Rowen’s mouth dropped open, and I had to hold in a laugh.
“Oh, I would love to have tentacles chain me down while a thick one fucked me,” I said, then sighed dreamily.
Rowen swung around to give me a wide-eyed glance before he went back to watching the road once more. “Ye’re kidding me. Ye two really want to be ravaged?”
Snorting, I lost the battle and laughed until it hurt, and Vail cackled with me.
Rowen sighed, a deep sound that seemed to come all the way from his toes. It was too easy to mess with him. I had myself under control by the time Rowen pulled the Lexus into the driveway, then on into the garage. The fluorescent lights had me blinking. I stared down at the black plastic bag in my hand, which wasn’t doing that great of a job at hiding the massive toy Vail had talked Rowen into buying. I wrapped the plastic even tighter around the thick fuckstick so I could feel the ridges. We’d ripped off the plastic packaging as soon as we’d gotten into the car. Rowen had been a killjoy and he’d made us put the toy back in the bag until we got home.
