“Let’s see if you can get me on my back when I’m expecting you.”
I guess we were fighting.
“No one expects the Spanish Inquisition,” she laughed, exploding at Kujo.
Celix and I just stepped back and let them go. Yeah, this wasn’t fighting, it was foreplay. This was their love language and yeah, they were working out shit from their first meeting. They both looked like they were having a blast. I didn’t think I’d everseen Kujo enjoy himself so much. Celix and I were just leaning against the wall watching.
“So, I’m not an incubus, but this is going to end in a fuck fest, right?”
“Yeah. You know how the two of us actually talk about our feelings and give heartfelt apologies when we fuck up? She needs that, but she needsthistoo. So does he.”
“Shall we place a wager, brother? They are fairly matched. He’s bigger with all the perks of being a half Fury, but she’s faster with a little extra angel. They aren’t using magic. It’s anyone’s game.”
“Brother, you need to start reading books like the ones she writes. Someone is going to get pinned. It could be him, it could be her. Their eyes are going to meet, all sweaty and breathless. They are going to lay there for like, five seconds, just staring, and then someone is going to go for the kiss. Clothes are going to get ripped off and sweaty sex is going to happen. Theybothwin.”
“No way. That’s fiction.”
“His erection says otherwise.”
“Is it safe to get an erection around her when she might still be mad at him?”
I just grunted. It couldn’t be helped, and I already knew she forgave him. Sydney was a pretty amazing fighter. She managed to get her thighs around Kujo’s shoulders and flew around him, flinging him on his back. He laughed like a maniac and pounced.
She ended up pinned with her legs wrapped around him. I poked Celix.
“Called it.”
“Asshole. She could still—fuck me, you were right.”
Yeah, Sydney got Kujo to the mat and then he pinned her, but she was the one who initiated the kiss.
And Kujo was kissing her back like he was a dying man and she was the only thing that could save him.
Yeah, I was kissing Kujo, and it wasn’t a distraction to get him off of me. If I wanted that, I had multiple options to get him away from me. No, I wanted him here. Based on what I felt rubbing against my thigh, he wanted to be here too.
Kujo kissed like he was consuming me. He grabbed my wrist, yanked them above my head, and pinned me down. We both knew I was letting him do this and the groan I let out also let him know I was enjoying the shit out of it.
“Two options, Killer, and you’ve got two seconds to make that choice. I can portal us to a proper fucking bed or we can do this down and dirty on these mats. I’m about a second away from snapping and taking you right here, so if you want a bed, speak up.”
Once upon a time, I had kinky fantasies about karate mats, Daniel, and Johnny, but that’s a good way to get permabanned from a dojo. I absolutelydid notwant to go anywhere but here right now. I lifted my hips to grind against him.
“I want you right here,” I said.
“Uh huh. In front of the peanut gallery or shall I kick them out?”
Huh. I guess I zoned out since all of this had been about Kujo and his visions. Celix and Nero were just leaning against the wall watching us. Had I just been dancing with Kujo this whole time? Yeah, that tracked.
They were a team, brothers. Kujo had been the odd man out. They stepped aside and let us work it out because those were the kind of demons they were. And I was starting to love them for that.
“I think they are into watching. I think I am into being watched. If it’s going to be the three of us, there’s going to be some sharing and voyeurism. What doyouwant to do?”
Kujo just chuckled.
“Give a fucking incubus a few pointers.”
Oh, my grandfather, because Nero could have written several manuals and tutorials. So could Celix. Kujo was about to show off all over my vagina. And where the fuck did he get thatgiantknife he just produced and why was he waving it in my face?
“Beverystill. I want you to sit on my face and these clothes are in my way.”
