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She can’t be saying what I’m thinking. Riddick glances at me, his brows raised.
“I want you to fuck me,” she whispers, and my dick is definitely hardening again at the prospect, because another thing I’m apparently torn between is wanting to fuck Brylee and be fucked by Riddick.
And it looks like I might be getting both, at the same time.
“What do you think?” I ask Riddick, realizing he could see this as antagonism, as a competition. That maybe he would like to be the first to fuck her, take her virginity. Not sure if it’s important to him or not.
But he only looks pensive. “That could work. After all…” He licks his lips, like a wolf about to pounce. “It’s her first time. Both of us fucking her at once might be too much.”
Her eyes widen comically, and my breath catches.
God, yeah. Even more exciting than the prospect of what we’re about to do is the image of me and Riddick both buried inside her.
She makes a noise in the back of her throat.
“Besides,” Riddick goes on, as if thinking out loud. “I can’t wait to do you, R. You’ve taken it up the ass before, right?”
The crude words hit me right in the gut, where arousal is building rapidly, pressure mounting again.
And I say nothing, not wanting to admit I h
aven’t done it before. My few sexual encounters with men were pretty chaste. A blowjob. A handjob. Never went further than that. Never felt the need.
But every time I dream of Riddick, fantasize about Riddick, he’s buried balls-deep inside me.
Christ.
“Let’s do this,” I hear myself say, even as a small part of me wonders if I’ll survive this.
Don’t be stupid, Ryan. You’ll be fine. And you’re thinking too much about yourself, again.
“Hey.” I take Brylee’s hands and tug her to me, look into her eyes. Even her lashes are copper-colored. “Are you sure about this, girl? We don’t have to do anything. Don’t feel pressured.”
She smiles. “I want to. Besides.” She bites her lower lip, an unselfconscious, sexy tick she has. “I doubt I’m much of a virgin. I did a lot of ballet as a kid. You know… all those splits.”
Laughter catches in my throat.
Riddick snickers, then turns it into a cough. “All right,” he says. “Awesome.”
Doesn’t change the fact she’s never done it before, and that her hands are cold and clammy in mine, her mouth a bit unsteady.
And yeah, truth is I’m a little unsteady myself. For so many reasons.
Her trust in me. The thought of my dick inside her. The trust I’m putting in Riddick. The thought of him fucking me.
This playing out of a fantasy, this coming together without barriers. Stripping myself bare. The feelings swamping me, even as I try to shut them out.
The thought of why I never let anything like this happen before.
And I’m overthinking again…
Swallowing hard, I restart my brain. “We need condoms.”
“Here.” Riddick throws condoms and a pack of lube on the bed.
He came prepared.
The thought of Riddick going out to buy supplies for the weekend makes my chest tight and my dick hard.
