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Nova's lips brush the corner of her mouth. "I don't think it's enough either. Bane?"
"No." I grunt, as she pulls her fingers from her pussy and grips my cock. My breath hisses out between clenched teeth when she coats my dick with her arousal.
Her strokes are firm and deliberate, her gaze locked on mine, a sort of challenge in their dark depths. One I'm more than happy to meet.
"I think he's too far away to really appreciate you. You're the most exquisite masterpiece I've ever seen," Nova says, dragging his mouth down her neck. "It'd be an absolute tragedy to deny him the pleasure of observing."
Her fist chokes my cock and sweat beads along my brow. The leash on my self-control is shortening by the minute. But I'll be damned if I'm going to ruin her fucking fantasy for her.
So I tell my dick to calm the fuck down and wait his goddamn turn. She needs at least two more.
"So come on over, Silas. Take a fucking front row seat, yeah? Watch our girl fall apart on my fingers and then on my cock."
Evangeline
I don’t really understand the dynamic of what’s happening, but I’m too far gone to really care right now. Tomorrow, I’ll corner one of them and ask what the hell is going on. But for tonight, I’m going to live out my fantasy that somehow everyone seems to know about.
I imagine the three of them getting together over tea and cookies and comparing notes. But then it morphs into the three of them shirtless, each staring at me while fisting their cocks.
I hold out my free hand. “C’mere, Silas. Please,” I beg softly. I know I’m asking a lot of them, especially him, to openly share me like this.
His hand slides into mine a moment later, and he sits on the couch next to me. I slow my stroking, still holding Bane’s cock, and lean toward Silas. He meets me halfway, taking my lips in a brutal kiss. It’s the kind of passion that has an edge to it, and I’m fucking here for it.
Nova eases inside of me, feeding me one inch at a time until he is flush with my ass. His hands smooth over the soft curves of my body as he murmurs to himself, “So fucking perfect.”
Silas swallows my groan, returning my kiss tenfold. One of his hands tangles in my hair, holding my face to his as if I’d try to leave.
Nova’s fingers dance over the space our bodies connect, gathering my arousal and dragging it up to swirl around my asshole. It feels so fucking good, like overstimulated in the absolute best way possible.
And then I feel someone’s curious fingers pinch my clit, and I’m fucking gone. I astroplane somewhere far above my body as I orgasm harder than I ever have in my life. And it keeps going and going and going, my muscles cramping and my breath freezing in my lungs.
I finally understand why the French call it let petite mort.
41
NOVA
I ruffle the towel over my hair, doing my best to dry it as much as possible. I don’t want to crawl into Evangeline’s bed soaking wet tonight. The air conditioning is working overtime in this house lately, and it’s blessedly cool at night.
The bathroom door bursts open with a dull thud, and I instinctively reach for the gun I left on the counter. I started carrying it around with me ever since the fateful trap we walked into. The only time it’s out of my reach is when I shower.
My shoulders sag with relief when it’s not a Hound or Savage in the doorway. It’s just my brother.
Well, one of them.
I leave my gun on the counter and pick up the towel again. “You need something?”
Silas steps inside the bathroom and kicks the door closed with the heel of his boot. “Yeah, yeah, I fucking need something.”
I drape the towel around my neck, gripping the edges and turning to stare at him. “Well? What’s so important that you had to barge in the bathroom while I was showering?”
Silas’s face contorts into a scowl. “Fuck off, Nova. You’re not in the shower anymore, and no, this shit can’t wait. What the fuck is your problem, hm? I went along with that shit because I know Evie wanted to try it, but what the fuck is going on?”
I glance in the mirror and run my fingers through my hair, trying to tame it a little bit. “Don’t know what you’re talking about, brother.”
“There,” Silas seethes, pointing his finger at me. “That shit right there. What in the fuck, Nova?”
I take my time making sure my hair isn’t going to dry in some weird-ass position. When I’m done, I find my brother practically vibrating next to me. His energy is frenetic and growing by the second. “Damn, Silas, you seem a little wound up.”
