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Saint exhales slowly, looking helplessly at each of us as though one of us is going to relent. He sees it easily enough that we have no intention of doing anything of the sort, and his shoulders slump. “Okay,” he says finally. “But I’m not like… sucking anyone’s cock or anything.”
My eyes meet Victor’s, and something about that gaze tells me… yes, Saint is definitely going to be sucking cock.
My entire body heats up at the thought of it, and I squirm a little in my seat.
“If you say so, Saint,” I say, not bothering to even pretend I believe him.
Angelo snickers and winks at me. “I’m sure Saint will be saying it a lot.”
“Unless he has something in his mouth,” I say sweetly. I drain my wine glass as Saint sputters and shakes his head vehemently.
“Guys…”
I like the idea of Saint helpless, forced to do whatever we want. Forced to do whateverIwant, because I’ll get a say in this. That’s enough to convince me completely. “Okay,” I say. “I’ll bite. No marks, no evidence of anything. That means condoms.” After a pause, I add, “On me. We can mark up Saint.”
Angelo bursts out laughing, while Saint’s mouth drops in indignation.
“Fuck, this is why I like you, Princess,” Angelo says when he’s finally calmed down. “Saint, you don’t stand a chance against her.”
Saint scowls. “I’m agreeing to some of this.Someof it,” he emphasizes. “Under duress.”
“Poor baby,” I tell him, refilling my wine glass. “I wouldn’t know what it’s like to experience any of you under duress, so surely I can’t empathize enough to feel bad.” I smirk at him, and he gives me a wounded puppy look that has me waving him off. “You’ll be fine. It’ll be fun.”
I only smile sweetly at him as he frowns at me.
21
SAINT
We’d booked one of the more expensive rooms in advance and had prepared all the equipment we thought we’d need. Lube and condoms are all sitting out on the large coffee table. So are a few other gadgets, and I’d been excited to use them on Lucia… now I’m stuck in the doorway, terrified of Angel using those onme.
Lucia looks over her shoulder at me and gives me a questioning look. “What’s wrong, Saint? Don’t worry, nobody here will bite.”
Angel bursts out laughing, and Victor conceals his smile with the back of his hand. “Speak for yourself, Princess,” Angel says, grinning at me.
This is a bad idea of epic proportions, and I know I should’ve refused… but if I’d refused, I wouldn’t have been able to come here with Lucia, either. She’d been more than clear about her demands, and it’s worth it just to spend a little more time with her before she returns toPavone.
Lucia rolls her eyes. “I forget you’re a savage,” she tells Angel.
He grins at her, sweeping her into his arms and kissing her firmly on the lips. I finally enter the room fully, closing the door behind me to keep out any peeping eyes, but I lean my back against the door. I’m not sure I want to be in here, where there are so many expectations of me.
Watching Angel and Lucia kiss makes my stomach flutter and my neck heat a bit. It would be easy to go up to them and add my own kisses, but I don’t want to give Angel any weird ideas.
“Santino,” Victor says firmly.
I startle and stand up straighter. “Yeah, Victor?”
He sits down on the couch and extends his arm across the back. “Come here. And strip, first.”
I freeze, staring at him as he gives the order. My eyes dart to Lucia and Angel, then back to Victor, and I have the strong urge to simply run out of the room.
But I don’t want them to have Lucia without me. It doesn’t seemfair.
Neither does the expectation that I’ll submit to Victor and Angelo, even though the thought of it makes me feel a little funny.
I consider disobeying, but I’ve been naked in front of Victor before. It’s not even that big of a deal—or so I try to convince myself as I kick off my shoes and start to unbutton my shirt.
“Y’know, that belly button piercing never gets old,” Angel comments once my shirt is off.
