I drop my soapy hands to their lower backs and tilt my head up.
Then I’m part of the kiss.
It’s impractical and sloppy, but I need it. I need to experience firsthand how alive they are. Safe, in this moment, or as close to it as we can manage.
“Don’t let me go,” I whisper.
“Okay, baby.”
“Never.”
Smiling, I ignore the burn behind my eyes. I’m done crying. At least for tonight.
“Can I touch you?” I run my soapy hands down their sides to make sure they know exactly what I mean.
“You never have to ask?—”
“I’d rather chug a gallon of mustard than go another minute without your hand on my cock.”
Luca raises one eyebrow at Ciprian, then gasps as I slide my hands between their bodies and stroke. I can’t wait any longer. I need them to remind me why I’m fighting this hard to live.
“I love you,” I say, my voice raspy. “I love you both so much.”
Then I get to work proving it.
FIFTEEN
Monster Realm Survival Tip #16:
Life doesn’t stop because death has its eyes on you.
LUCA
Hearing Celine tell Ciprian she loves him should bother me, right? She had such a hard time telling me, so why do I feel like another piece of the puzzle is sliding into place?
With her hands wrapped around us both, I’m just proud of her for admitting her feelings. And horny as hell.
It’s been a long time since I’ve been suspicious of Ciprian’s motivations, and I’ve been curious about him for even longer. All those flirty conversations over the bar at the Fang. His obsession with the sugary drinks I racked my brain to come up with.
“I love you too,” I tell Celine, kissing her, then glancing at Ciprian. He’s one hundred percent my type, and I’m not interested in pretending he isn’t anymore.
Unless he doesn’t say it back to Celine, in which case I’ll kick his ass.
He doesn’t notice me at all, though. He’s too busy staring ather, devotion written all over his face. Peppering kisses along her arm and neck, he grazes his lips against hers and whispers, “I love you more.”
Oh, he’s down bad, and it’s absurdly cute.My dick piercing grazes the side of his cock, and I’m struck with the best idea I’ve ever had.
I grab Celine by the waist and hoist her off the shower floor, tucking her back against my chest. “Wrap your legs around him.”
She relaxes in my arms and does exactly as I suggest.
Ciprian’s eyes drop and he grunts. “You’re killing me.”
“Yeah?” I thrust my dick against his, grazing Celine’s pussy at the same time. “Do something about it then.”
His black eyes glitter, and he drops his hands.
Rough fingers grip my length and press it against his. Celine moans.
