“What is it about Kimber’s pussy that has you disinterested?”
I wished he wouldn’t talk about my lady parts while he was balls deep in another man’s ass.
Elex whimpered, and I saw tears streaming down his face. “Not disinterested.”
“What then? I will kill to sink into that pussy.”
“A little torture.” Elex grunted.
Master Dorian’s fingers dug into his hips, pulling him back on his cock. The look on his face was dark and intense.
I wondered just how much he was enjoying himself if he was at all. I couldn’t imagine this deceit brought him any joy.
But males worked differently, and there was a chance he was just enjoying having his erection in someone.
Gods, I didn’t know what to think.
“Torture?” Master Dorian didn’t slow his strokes at all. He was performing his own form of torture.
“Magic needs sex. I want to see how long she can go before she cheats on me.”
Another quiet gasp from me, and I felt hot tears in my eyes. He wanted to force me to cheat on him?
“To what ends?”
The motions of the two men seemed to find a more comfortable rhythm.
“An experiment…oh, yeah…” Elex’s eyes rolled back in pleasure.
A grunt of satisfaction came from Master Dorian, as I could hear the slap of flesh.
“That is raw,” Rilen ground out in the quiet of the closet. “He cannot be enjoying that.”
“I think they both are.” Roran’s voice was gruff.
“Are you two okay?” I whispered.
“Fine,” they chorused.
Master Dorian grunted again. “Just an experiment?”
“She’s weak—oh!—and I think she’ll either cheat on me or she’ll be so stubborn, she won’t have the power to control the magic in the Spine.”
“You’d like that.” There was no question in Master Dorian’s statement.
“The Spine should fall when—fuck!—when it’s ready. Not when some little fancy, spoiled twat says it should.”
It felt like he was driving a spike into my chest, again. I had never been anything but good and kind to him. I thought he enjoyed my company and our friendship…and our bedroom romps.
Master Dorian didn’t like it either. His hands moved to Elex’s shoulder, and he scored the flesh there, deeply. His fingers dug into the wound and blood ran down Elex’s arms and chest, dripping to the bed.
Elex barely seemed to notice.
“It’s her job,” Master Dorian said.
“It’s not her job,” Elex grunted. “The Spine just needs to fall and take with it whoever the Lost God wants.”
The rocking of the mattress picked up. Master Dorian was driving into him, his face growing redder with each hard thrust.
