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Cia moves so the tip of her nose brushes against mine. “I know,” she whispers. “And you’ll always have a place at my back, Liam. Always.”

My breathing turns ragged as she moves more in my lap. “You have to stop,” I rasp, grabbing her wrist so I can bite the tip of her finger. It’s been way too long since I’ve had my agápi, but since I don’t find the idea of sitting here with blue balls enticing, now really isn’t the time to get hard.

“I’ve missed you, Liam,” Cia purrs, slowly dragging her cunt along my shaft. “And it would be a shame to let this alone time go to waste.” She pouts prettily, like the mere thought of not taking advantage of our time alone is offensive to her.

Claiming her lips, I immediately thrust my tongue into her mouth. Cia continues to gyrate her hips, making us both moan.

“Well,” I chuckle, craning my neck so I can nibble on her shoulder. “We can’t have that, can we?”

Cia’s answering moan goes straight to my rigid cock, causing it to twitch in the ceremonial robe I’m wearing. Thank fuck for the Society clothes, it makes access a nonissue. Gripping her hips, I move her so she’s straddling me. Then I spread my legs as much as possible, so her delicious ass perches on the seat between my thighs.

Moving her scrap of silk to the side, I groan, “Already so wet,” as I trail a finger through her glistening folds.

“Liam,” she gasps my name, and I reward her by sliding my finger into her heat.

I pump in and out a few times, reveling in her moans and small cries. Then I add a second finger. Cia tilts her hips so the heel of my hand rubs against her clit each time I thrust my fingers into her.

“Yes… just like that. Don’t… don’t stop.”

Chuckling, I up my tempo, curling my fingers when they’re all the way inside her. “Like that, agápi?” I ask, my tone hoarse with lust for the woman writhing on my lap.

“E-exactly like that,” she cries. Biting down on her bottom lip, Cia tries to muffle her sounds of pleasure, which is really fucking annoying.

“Let me hear you,” I command huskily. “Don’t fucking hold back now.”

Agápi throws her head back, arching her back as she lets go and moans unashamedly. The more I work her cunt, the less her sounds make sense, no longer actual words.

“You’re so fucking gorgeous,” I rasp, loving the way she’s coming apart on my hand.

“I-I… your cock, Liam. Fuck me.” The primal side of me loves the desperate lilt to her tone.

Though I contemplate making her fucking beg, I don’t. I impatiently reach for one of the condoms I know she always carries in her inner pocket, and quickly roll it over my shaft. Then I line the tip of my cock up against her slick opening.

“Fuck me, agápi,” I groan.

Even though myself and Kai don’t need to use a condom, it’s not fair to Gus if we don’t. It’s not something we’ve ever discussed, it’s just the way it is. After all, he helped me get laid after my surgery, so it’s only fair. Which is kind of fucking annoying, because I miss the feel of her cunt around my cock with nothing between us.

Cia moves her hands to my shoulders, using her grip to pull herself back up. After moving her hips into perfect position, she slams down, taking me all the way inside in one move. “Oh… fuck… Liam.”

I groan deep in my throat. “You feel so fucking amazing—” Cia steals my words as her inner walls quiver and tighten around me, like she’s trying to force the cum from me. “Keep going,” I rasp.

My agápi looks too fucking good as she bounces on my cock, red flushing across her skin as her pleasure builds and builds—ready to erupt at any moment.

After rocking the chair closer to the table so Cia can lean against it, I move my hands to her tits. Squeezing and pinching just the way I know she loves.

“Liam!” Agápi almost screams as her cunt squeezes me so hard I can’t hold my own orgasm back.

“Agápi,” I groan as I follow her over the edge, my cum painting her insides. She keeps squeezing me, and it feels like I can’t stop coming. “Fuck!” I curse as I move my hips, thrusting into her with wild abandon.

As soon as we’ve gotten our breathing under control, Cia laughs. “Well, now I’m going to leave a stain on my chair.”

I wink at her. “I can’t say I’d mind that.”

When the others return with trays decked out with food and drink, I can’t help smirking. Seeing the somewhat pompous Arthur and Morgana actually carrying shit is… entertaining. Really entertaining, actually. Remus on the other hand, looks like it’s everyday shit to him, and maybe it is. I can’t say I know the Russo Leader well enough to know.

And don’t get me started on when I notice agápi discreetly trying to wipe herself with some of the napkins from the table. I don’t think Remus, Morgana, or Arthur notices—but both Kai and Gus look at me with matching smirks, making it clear they know exactly what we’ve been up to.

Taking our time, we eat the sandwiches, various kinds of salads, and cold-cut meat prepared by fuck knows who. It’s tasty, though.

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