“Relax,” I murmur. “I’ll make you feel good. I promise.”
And he does, rolling his head to the side to kiss Celine. “I-I can sense how turned on you are, baby,” he says. “How much you love what Ciprian is doing to you. It’s like a horny feedback loop, and it’s driving me crazy.”
His raspy voice caresses my ears. I shudder, grinding my hips against the edge of the mattress to get some much-needed friction. It’s not enough.
I groan his name; my voice laced with desperation. “I want to fuck you so badly. I swear to the gods, I won’t hurt you. Can I? Please?”
He pulls away from Celine’s lips and sucks in a ragged breath. “Yes. Fuck, yes.”
Desire runs down my spine, primal and hot.
Ciprian walks over to the bedside table, pulls a bottle of lube from the drawer, and tosses it to me.
“When did you get this?” I ask, wondering for one horrifying second if Sheena’s wishes are that all-inclusive.
Ciprian smirks. “I went shopping. You never know what you might need, except in this case, I was pretty sure we’d need it.”
I uncap the bottle and coat my fingers and cock, watching Luca watch me. His hazel eyes have been swallowed almost entirely by his pupils. I crawl up the bed and settle between his legs.
Luca grips my face with his hands. “Bite me while you’re inside me?”
A throbbing ache rolls through my fangs. He grazes the sharp tips with his thumbs until blood beads on his skin. Groaning, I suck one thumb into my mouth, then the other, and nod, letting the coppery taste coat my tongue. Rich, warm, and perfect—I work two fingers into his ass, watching with satisfaction as he relaxes and sinks deeper into the mattress.
The lube is good, but I want more.
“Ciprian.”
He pulls his mouth from between Celine’s thighs, his black eyes wild with lust. His chin is soaked, and I can’t resist grabbing his face and using Celine’s arousal to coat my dick.
Smirking, Ciprian dips his fingers back inside her, then strokes me slowly until I’m slick. “Better?” he asks.
I grunt and nod. He drops his face to Luca’s knee and kisses it. “You look really hot.” He moves back between Celine’s legs, but she grabs him by the hair.
“Enough,” she says. “I want your cock now.”
His grin turns feral. “Oh, you’re going to get it, babe. As soon as Luca takes Ali’s.”
All three of us groan.
I can picture it now. Ciprian working his monster dick inside Celine’s tight pussy while I drive into Luca’s ass. The two of them are such a unit. It’s only fair they get fucked together, too.
I run the tip of my dick against Luca’s ass. He tenses beneath me. “None of that,” I whisper, stroking his thigh gently. “You’ve got to let me in.”
A bead of sweat drips from his hairline. The brown strands are messy and damp from the shower, and a muscle in his cheek flexes as he fights his instincts and tries to relax.
Luca isn’t naturally submissive. I know that, and I don’t want him to be anything he’s not. He can fuck me anywhere he wants—hand wrapped around my throat, squeezing the life out of me—as long as he lets me have him occasionally.
I push past the tight ring of muscle, then stop and let him adjust. “Are you okay?”
He nods, his mouth falling open as he gasps for air. With one hand braced on the bed and the other wrapped around his cock, I scatter kisses across his chest, his knee, and wherever else I can reach before pushing in a little further.
He groans. Celine whimpers, and both of us turn to look at her.
Ciprian has both hands under her ass, tilting her to the perfect angle as he works his cock inside. Luca’s tremblinghand leaves the sheets and crawls down Celine’s belly until he reaches her clit. Desire boils low in my gut, and I lose my ability to go slowly. Sinking my fangs into Luca’s outstretched arm, I bury myself all the way inside him.
After that, I lose track of what’s happening.
The feel, the taste, the fucking intimacy. It’s perfection.
