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“Oh shit, yes.”

“Two minutes.”

“Easy. Ready, Kitten?’

She makes some kind of noise, which I take as agreement, and up the ante. Licking, sucking and nipping her clit until her entire body is trembling with her need for release.

The sound of bike engines hit my ears telling me that we are out of time.

I meet Styx’s eyes over Kat’s shoulder, and together, we finish her off, but not before Styx twists her head around so he can kiss her, swallowing down her screams as she comes over my face and his fingers.

She’s barely finished when there’s a loud knock at the front door.

“Good timing,” I say, falling back onto my haunches and wiping the back of my hand across my mouth.

“I’m in no fit state to answer the door for your brother, Kitty Kat,” Styx confesses after she’s fallen down on the bed, allowing us both to see the giant bulge in his pants. “I don’t know what you’re smirking about,” he hisses at me. “You’re no better.”

“So you’d rather send Kat out there to answer the door?” I ask, glancing over at her with her swollen lips, flushed skin and heaving chest.

“Fuck no. I don’t actually want to die tonight.”

He quickly rearranges himself to make things a little less obvious before grabbing a clean shirt and heading out.

“I think you broke me,” Kat whispers as I climb to my feet.

“It’s only the beginning, Kitten. I’ve got plans for later. Big fucking plans.”

Her eyes drop to my crotch, her teeth sinking into her bottom lip.

“Yeah,” she agrees. “Me too.”

“Okay, so we’ll message you when the coast is clear, yeah? You sure you’re okay calling an Uber?”

“We’ll be fine. I need this girl time.”

“You’re going to spend it talking about all the dick the two of you get, aren’t you?”

She giggles, still high on her orgasm. “Yeah, there’s a high possibility.”

“Should have invited Sadie Ray,” I deadpan, checking my hair in the mirror.

“That might be too many dicks for one conversation.”

“Is that a thing?”

“Fuck knows. Might find out one day.”

“Here,” I say, throwing her one of Styx’s shirts. “She might be here for dick chat, but I’m pretty sure she doesn’t need to see where one goes.”

She laughs again, reaching for the shirt. “Fuck, I love you.”

We both still at her words, my heart immediately beating harder in my chest.

I stalk closer as voices fill the house. “Did you want to say that again, Kitten?”

She smiles nervously at me, her fists knotting in Styx’s shirt.

“I… I… uh…”

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