Page 110 of Lured By Shadows

My brows pulled together, though, when he slipped me off of him.

“Apologies, I lost myself in the heat of the moment with you yet again. I cannot believe I keep allowing myself to do that.”

My mouth opened to say something, but I closed it again and only nodded. I was the one who initiated most of it, so the blame fell on me, but yeah, he had a point. We both got swept up enough that I’d completely forgotten Rupert and Soroush were sitting right there watching us unravel.

One thing I hated, though, was the fact that I wasn’t sitting in his lap anymore. But maybe that was for the best since Culver made for one hell of a comfortable spot and also had a way of making it impossible to think straight.

I brushed through my hair and sighed.

The drink I was waiting on was already on the table, and I reached out to grab it, taking a swig and humming with approval.

“Aww, so no show.” Rupert feigned a pout. “I really thought you both might fuck on the couch.”

I spit out half my drink, flushing profusely.

“W-Why would we even—”

My mind spiraled immediately to Culver pounding inside of me, his cock shoving so deep it bruised my insides, and damn if that image didn’t make my mouth water.

So I snapped myself out of it.

Come on, Ira. Pull it together before you lose your head completely.

“How would you pay for such a show, brother?” Culver scoffed. “That would be high-quality entertainment for you, and I fear you have no means to pay for it.”

My mind stalled because Culver tossing around talk of sex like it was no big deal in front of his own brother was not on my bingo card. But what really got to me was him even entertaining the idea that we’d end up fucking at all.

“We wouldn’t even—” I gasped, breathing rapidly, “—have sex… in front of… anyone.”

“Ohoh, but you will be having sex,” Rupert chided as if he’d caught me in a game, “and plenty of it, pet.”

The stupid nickname needed to die, but I couldn’t think straight with him already mapping out something I hadn’t even wrapped my head around for myself.

“And will you give Ira the same show, dear brother?”

Culver’s eyes flickered toward Soroush, who had been underwhelmingly quiet through the entire exchange.

His expression shifted with uncertainty, though, which told me everything I needed to know about how he felt.

My face was a complete hot mess, and I couldn’t lie… the whole conversation was starting to make my vision blur a little.

Or maybe it was the fact that I couldn’t stop slurping down the drink out of embarrassment.

“Well, it also depends on if Ira would even tolerate fucking the likes of you,” Rupert sneered, and my face flushed harder as I continued chugging.

Culver’s eyes narrowed, but he didn’t say anything aloud. It was like they were having some silent conversation in their heads or something weird like that.

“Well…” I didn’t realize I had voiced my opinion until it was too late.

Culver’s eyes turned toward mine with uncertainty and maybe even dread, but before he could say anything, Rupert burst out laughing.

“See? She doesn’t even want you, brother. You are too far ahead of yourself.”

Rupert’s assumptions were getting old, and my mind was already drifting tipsy from the drinks.

I slammed the empty cup onto the table and stood up in defiance. “Okay, but that’s not true…”

I paused, trying to gather myself as I stumbled slightly.