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The silence is broken by Xander’s voice coming from somewhere outside our little bubble. “Hey, Zeke. You seen Lily?” A few seconds later, his horrified exclamation of “Holy fuck!” has me stifling a giggle. Strong arms band tighter around my torso, and the possessiveness in that small act makes heat coil deep in my belly.
Xander pops his head into the bathroom and arches one eyebrow at the pair of us before strolling inside. “Kinda looks like there’s been a homicide out there.” He tilts his head toward the bedroom.
“Lily got her period,” Zeke says matter-of-factly.
Xander’s knowing smile has me wondering what I missed. I turn my head to find a similar smirk on Zeke’s face. “What’s that look about, deviants?”
Xander perches on the edge of the tub and brushes a lock of hair from my forehead. “Zeke has a huge blood kink.”
I sink my teeth into my bottom lip and skim my fingers over the bite marks he left on the inside of my thighs. “Well, now that makes sense.”
Dusting his lips over the back of my neck, Zeke dips his hand between my thighs and cups my pussy. His groan rumbles through me, and he shifts his hips so that we both sink deeper into the water.
Xander’s lips curl up at the edges, and I frown. “What else am I missing?”
Xander dips his head, brushing his lips over mine with the promise of a kiss that he doesn’t deliver. He sits back, his blue eyes holding me captive. “Zeke here might love to cause pain, but what he loves just as much is to take care of you afterward.”
Zeke grunts, his breath ruffling through my hair.
Xander grins. “And the more he makes it hurt, the better he’ll take care of you after. Isn’t that right, Z?”
“You’d know,” Zeke replies.
“I would and I do. Enjoy being taken care of, shorty.” He winks at me, then gives me a quick kiss on the lips. “I gotta go into the office for a few hours. You working from home?” he asks Zeke.
Zeke grunts again, and I feel him nod his agreement. Xander smiles at him before he walks out of the room. “You two have fun now,” he calls out as he disappears from view.
“Are you staying home to take care of me, Ezekiel?” I snuggle into him and bite my lip to stifle a giggle when his cock twitches against my lower back.
“Does that surprise you, buttercup?”
“Um, yeah.”
He flicks his tongue over my shoulder blade, his teeth skating tantalizingly across my skin. “I just told you I was going to take care of you, didn’t I?”
“Yes, but…” I bite down on my lip. “Was what Xander said true? Do you like taking care of people after you’ve hurt them?”
He circles the pad of his pointer finger over my clit, and my hips buck, chasing the pleasure he promises. He’s trying to distract me—it’s working like a charm.
“Zeke?” I pant, and he increases the pressure on the sensitive bud of flesh.
He doesn’t speak. Instead he uses that wickedly sinful mouth to trail kisses and tiny bites all over my neck and shoulders while he brings me to another mind-blowing orgasm.
* * *
After he mademe come in the tub, Zeke washed us both clean and I lay in his arms until the water got too chilly. Now he has me wrapped in a white fluffy towel standing in his bedroom. I squeeze my thighs together, conscious that I’m still bleeding. “I, uh, really need to go get my things.”
“No need, baby doll.”Baby doll?My heart swells. Then he goes to the vanity and takes something from it. A second later, he’s standing before me with a devious smirk on his face. I’m about to ask him what he’s doing when he drops to his knees, lifts my towel with one hand, and grabs my foot with the other. I offer a feeble protest.
“Relax.” He presses a soft kiss on the inside of my ankle and places my foot on his shoulder. It’s only now that I see the familiar blue packet in his hand. He must have grabbed it when he left the room earlier. He tears the package open with his teeth, and my stomach flutters so violently that I feel lightheaded.
“Zeke! I can do that, please…”
He pulls the tampon from the wrapper, and my cheeks burn hotter. He looks up at me, eyes full of deviance and amusement. “I’ve already had my fingers, my tongue, and my cock inside your pussy, buttercup. Why are you all coy about me inserting a tampon?” With that, he pushes it inside me with one thick finger, and my eyes roll back in my head. That should not be hot!
When he’s done, he presses a tender kiss between my thighs and stands tall again.
“Um, thank you,” I whisper, my cheeks still burning with embarrassment.
