“When are you going to bring her around more?” Cillian asks. “We should get to know her better.”
“Why not tonight?” It’s been a while since we all hung out. We’ve slowed down on the parties this year, which I used to miss but didn’t realize until this second that I don’t really anymore. I haven’t thought about having one in a long time.
“A party?” Aislin asks.
“No. Just us,” I reply.
“Let’s do that! It would be fun! Do Dean and Tiernan have plans?” Ollie asks.
“Dean and Tiernan never have plans unless it’s doing each other.” Cillian chuckles, and I bump his knuckles because he’s right on.
“I’m down,” Cil says.
“Me too,” Ash replies. “Just…she doesn’t know…”
I’m fairly certain she does. Everyone does whether they want to admit it or not, but we also don’t go flaunting that shit, so Zuri is safe from all our secrets tonight.
“Pet?”
He shrugs. “I’m down for anything.”
It’s one of the things I like most about him.
Shai stands up, walks over, and I pull him down onto my lap. He comes easily, doesn’t hold back when I tug his head down so our lips can meet.
“The two of you are just as bad as Dean and Tiernan,”Cillian says.
“And you’re not?” I ask, my lips a breath away from Shai’s. Then to Shai, “Wanna play first?”
He bites his bottom lip. “Like I said, I’m down for anything.”
Aislin asks Ollie, “Do you want to go shopping with me to get some stuff?” and he agrees. Cillian goes with them, leaving the two of us alone.
“Run,” Shai tells me when the house is empty.
He wants to hunt? That’s always a good idea to me.
CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
Shai
Fucking Rory ishands down my favorite thing to do.
My dick slides in and out of the tight heat of his body, him begging me to go harder, fuck him deeper, to make him feel it. Sweat beads on my brow, dripping into my eyes and making them sting, but I don’t stop, don’t want to let go of him, don’t want to stop my hips from pistoning into him as I fuck him in a room we have no business being in.
I’d hunted him for longer than I needed to, enjoyed the game of cat and mouse that’s so exciting for both of us. I can’t wait until the weather is better, can’t wait until we can do this outside in the woods, and I can take him hard whenever I find him, just like I’m doing now.
After all the shit that went down a few weeks ago, I’ve thought a lot about it, and about what Cillian and Ollie told me about Rory. I’m going to be who he needs. I’m going to be good for him, going to help him burn off some of his energy, or even to tease the edge of danger, in ways where Rory’s not more at risk than he already is.
“Fuck. Right there. I love the way your piercing feels when it brushes against my prostate.”
“No one would ever fuck you as good as me.” I move one hand up his sweaty body, not stopping until my palm ispressed against his throat, and squeeze. I did some research on this, making sure I do it right, but still, I don’t use too much pressure, not wanting to hurt him.
Rory’s body nearly convulses beneath me, his hands fisting in the gray blanket that was neatly made on Cillian and Ollie’s bed. He’s bent over the end of it, ass pressed back and begging for cock the way my little chaos gremlin is so good at. When I found him in here, I hadn’t been able to hold myself back from taking him right where we were.
My hand slides up to his mouth, covering that instead. I push two fingers into his mouth, and he sucks them while I fuck his pretty ass. I’m so lost in him, in this man who has turned my world upside down, that I don’t hear them until Ollie slides to a stop in the doorway. Cillian runs into him from behind, both their gazes locked on me and Rory.
I feel him smile around my fingers.
