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As I turn and strut away, I hear Garrett laugh. “She was a lot less demanding when she hated us.”
“I still hate you,” I call, as I flip him off over my shoulder. “I just like your dicks!”
After I’ve showered and feel more human, still on a self-imposed dick ban, which is harder than it sounds with two horny, hot as hell men around, I find them in the kitchen. They are busy cooking, but Garrett hands me a mug and turns back to carry on, but he hesitates before spinning on his heel, leaning over the counter, and kissing me hard.
My pussy actually clenches as he pulls away, grinning to himself. Fuck, ban? Maybe I should rethink that. He winks like he can hear my thoughts, and Diesel laughs. “Cure his dick, and now he’s fucking Sir Charming.”
“You’re just jealous.” Garrett snorts and Diesel narrows his eyes.
“Oh yeah? You call that a kiss?”
Oh fuck.
I try to get away, but he leaps over the island and grabs me, dipping me as he kisses me hard, his hands twinning in my hair. It’s over quickly, and he helps me stand as I pant. Screw the dick ban.
They can fuck me right here and now if they want.
He laughs and saunters away, asshole. “That’s a kiss,” he tells Garrett.
“I hate you both,” I mutter, as I sip my coffee. “Fucking Vipers, more like fucking children.”
They both laugh and ignore me. Finally, the food is ready and we sit at the island today, but I miss us all eating together. It twinges in me, but I push it away, knowing they are busy. They have a lot to do, it makes sense they can’t do that every day.
After I’ve finished eating, I sit back. “So what now?”
“I could tattoo you,” Garrett suggests, and I freeze.
“Really?” I grin, perking up.
He shrugs. “If you want. Didn’t you say you had one that needed to be finished?”
Diesel grins. “Fuck yes, let’s do that.”
“Why are you so happy?” I snort.
He grins, running his eyes down my body. “I remember our conversation, don’t you, Little Bird?”
I frown for a moment before it clicks. I gulp, fuck, I do. He found out I got wet during tattoos, that I enjoyed the pain…maybe this isn’t a good idea.
“What conversation?” Garrett queries, confused.
“Nothing!” I blurt, as Diesel laughs.
“You’ll find out. Go on, get your shit, I’ll get it set up down here,” Diesel tells him, as he downs some coffee.
They both rush off and leave me in the kitchen. Fuck, I didn’t think this through. Hot as hell Garrett tattooing me while Diesel watches?
This dick ban is going out the window, I can feel it. Stupid vagina and its dick obsession.
* * *
I’m lyingon one of the sun loungers from outside, which we pulled into the living room, in just my knickers and a crop top. My outside leg is exposed, with me positioned on my side, so he can look at the existing tattoo while I explain what I want. “I can do free hand if you trust me,” he murmurs.
“No dicks,” I snap, as he cleans the area. I’m shaved at least, so there’s no need for that.
He smirks but doesn’t respond. Diesel is behind me, his eyes locked on my ass. The dirty bastard. He’s watching for me to get all hot and bothered so he can tattle to Garrett.
“What about a snake?” he asks, and I freeze. He looks up. “You can say no, but I could put a viper in there.”
