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It was my turn to blush before my eyes narrowed at him.
“I’m not jealous.”
“Then should I go trail after, AH!” He flinched at the way my nails dug into the flesh at the back of his neck.
“It would be a shame for them to announce you died from the slice of a fingernail,” I reasoned. “Wouldn’t that be a chilling mystery to solve?”
“Fuck,” Saint groaned. “I thought Dimitris was a pain in the ass when jealous.”
“Dimi isn’t jelly of anyone,” I countered with an eye roll.
“If you think that, you’ve not watched Dimitris when you’re William,” Saint acknowledged.
“What?” I questioned and the vibrations coming from my back encouraged me to look up to see Loki’s defiant smirk.
“He’s right.”
“Seriously?” If Loki was backing it up, I was clearly missing something. “How so?”
“Some guy from a motorcycle club sent you flowers to ask you out last week,” Saint revealed. “You were resting that day so Dimitris had caught onto it.”
“Oh no.” That didn’t sound good. “What happened?”
“To the flowers?” Saint inquired, and Loki followed with, “Or him?”
“Ugh,” I groaned. “Both.”
“Flowers burnt,” Loki noted.
“And the guy is somewhere in the pile of subjects Neo is going to use to create some wonderful holiday portraits for one of his art shows,” Saint summarized before he had my hand in his grasp once more and proceeded to lick it.
I hissed at the sensitive gesture and tried to complain, but Saint kissed me long and hard, making me realize that I was still clearly in Loki’s arms while Saint was all pressed against me.
“Saint,” I moaned into his mouth the moment I got a chance. “Not…now…mhmm.”
Saint clearly wasn’t listening to me because he kept on kissing me like he’d been holding onto the urge for hours and finally had the chance to appease his needs.
“Sorry,” Saint breathed when he finally released me. “I’m too horny to think properly right now.”
“But Loki,” I huffed and tried to look back up but Saint grasped my chin and kissed me again.
“Can join if he wants,” Saint muttered against my lips. “You want us, Sweet Flower?”
Fucking hell.
Was I dreaming? I had to be dreaming cause this didn’t feel real at all.
“You get shyly quiet when I make an advance, Willow,” Saint noted with a hint of amusement, his lips brushing mine with every word. My eyes met his, and I noticed how intense they were. He wanted me so bad, and that alone was making me want to go back to doing sinful things in this supply closet.
“Someone will come in,” I breathed the excuse, and that only made Loki chuckle before his hand lightly wrapped around my neck and forced me to tip my head back just to see his taunting eyes.
“No one is entering here when I’m around, Sweets.” His husky voice made me quiver before he leaned down further until his lips barely brushed mine. “Did you think I’d let Onyx get double action in the ring and I wouldn’t hop on the opportunity to get my own? I’m not that selfless, Willow.”
Then he sealed my lips.
All I could do was moan as my eyes fluttered closed. Saint’s lips trailed along my right shoulder, leaving kisses and bite marks while he gripped my hips.
I kissed Loki back, the two of us fighting for control as the kiss grew heated and desperate. His hand left my throat and moved down to my breasts, ending up going further down to seep beneath my shirt and enjoy the feel of my flesh against the palm of his large hand.
