“Shut up.”
“But I’m hurting.”
“Poor baby,” Ciprian says. “Maybe Celine can kiss it and make it better.”
“No way.” Celine’s fingers twitch against mine. “Luca lost a lot of blood. He can’t afford to send what’s left to his cock.”
“Yes, baby,” Luca moans. “Please keep talking about my cock.”
I chuckle, relieved to hear him joke, even with the rasp in his voice. “How do you actually feel?” I ask.
“Hard.”
“Be serious.”
He grabs mine and Celine’s joined hands and drags them down his body. “Is this serious enough for you?” He’s still naked from the shift, and I have to be stern with myself to keep from playing with his piercing.
“Too serious; you’re hurt,” I say.
“Oh, for fuck’s sake.” Ciprian yanks the covers out of the way, then crawls between Luca’s legs. “The poor guy almost died. He deserves as much sloppy head as he wants.”
“Listen to Ciprian,” Luca says.
“I’d rather not,” I grunt.
Ciprian grabs Luca’s hand, kisses it, then drags it into his hair. “Tell me how you want it.”
“I want you.”
I gulp. Luca finds it so easy to be honest. I wait for jealousy to drag me under, but it doesn’t. With the flickering flames bathing the bed in warm yellow light, all I feel is heat.
My eyes adjust quickly, and I watch, breathless, as Ciprian licks the tip of Luca’s cock and runs his tongue around the head lazily.
Celine’s hand leaves mine to cradle Luca’s cheek as she kisses him. “Don’t even think about moving,” she tells him.
“Why the fuck would I move? I’ve got everything I want right here.”
It should sound outrageous. We’re imprisoned on the monsterrealm, but I’m oddly at peace too. Maybe it’s because I’m not alone anymore. My stomach flips. The family I imagined was nothing like this, but the people in this bed have stuck by me, even after my mistakes. Giving me chances to make it up to them. And I’m starting to think that’s all I need.
I drag my fingers to the base of Luca’s cock and guide it back to Ciprian’s lips. His eyes flicker to me, glittering black jewels in the firelight. They narrow, and I worry I’ve pushed him too far until he opens his mouth and swallows Luca’s cock.
“Ciprian,” Luca groans. “Your mouth is perfect.”
“He’s good with it, isn’t he?” Celine whispers. “He took me apart on the back of my bike. Twice. Out there in the open... anyone could have driven by and seen his tongue disappearing inside me.”
I hiss, and my pants tent. I despise the idea of a stranger witnessing Celine’s pleasure. It belongs to us, and only us.
Ciprian pulls off Luca’s cock with a pop and licks him slowly. “You’re wrong about that, hot wings. Anyone who drove by would have seen the desert and nothing else. Your pussy was mine and mine alone that night, and I wasn’t about to share the view.”
“Good.” The word tumbles out of me, and Ciprian’s eyes lock with mine. I drag the tip of Luca’s cock to his mouth, grazing his piercing against Ciprian’s puffy lips.Fuck. They’re so hot.
Celine’s breath catches as Luca does something to her that I can’t see. “Luca, you can’t. We have to be quiet. Malach is asleep.”
“No, I’m not.”
Everyone freezes, including Ciprian, whose mouth is more than full.
“Shit, I’m sorry?—”
