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“You’ve got about the next ten minutes to talk before my dick turns into a heat-seeking missile again. We can do all the talking you want tomorrow. Tonight is for fucking.”
Ghost chuckled. We were on the same page.
Remi put her hand on her hips. “You’re so bossy, Grey.”
“You fucking love it.” With those words, I scooped her up in my arms and started walking toward the bedroom.
I stopped at the first door and saw the bed. Before I could step inside, Ghost said, “That’s the guest bedroom. Next door on the right.”
If Ghost wanted us in his bed, I was more than happy to comply. I moved down to the door he indicated and stepped inside the large room.
I turned to him and frowned. “You don’t make your fucking bed?”
He lifted his broad shoulders in a lazy shrug, not concerned by my grumbling. “This is my first day home after a long-ass tour. I had a lot of things to do.”
I put Remi down on the rumpled sheets. “Jesus, Ghost. How about getting a housekeeper if you can’t—“
Remi cut in, “For someone who didn’t want to talk, you’re sure talking a lot, Grey.”
“How are we going to get him to shut up, bunny?” Ghost asked.
“Well, he said something about not talking when his dick was hard, so...”
Ghost gave me a shove. “On the bed, Durant.”
They were teaming up on me, and even though I liked to be in charge, I complied and sat down in the middle of the bed next to Remi. Her nimble fingers worked open the buttons of my shirt, pushing the fabric off my shoulders, and soon I was as bare as the other two.
Ghost joined us on the bed, pushing on my chest until I lay down.
“God, you’re so beautiful,” he breathed, as he pressed his lips against my chest.
It was exactly what I was thinking about him. My fingers traced the patterns on his skin as I marveled at the contrast between his inked and unmarked flesh. He moaned in response, leaning down to taste my mouth.
I was ready. My lips crushed against Ghost’s, devouring him in a kiss that obliterated all thought. Tongues dueled and tangled as I grasped his hair, angling his head to gain better access. His taste — whiskey and smoke — intoxicated me, firing my blood until I shook with need.
His cock pressed into my hip, hot and insistent, spurring me to grip him tighter. I wanted to mark him, to sink my teeth into the pale column of his throat and taste his essence. The urge shocked me, but there was no denying the savage hunger clawing inside my chest.
While Ghost had kept me occupied, Remi’s soft hands stroked my dick and fondled my balls until I was once again pulsating with need. I was surprised by just how quickly the two of them had me panting and desperate for relief.
Ghost slid down my body and I missed his attention, but then Remi straddled me, her pussy hovering inches from my mouth. Her intoxicating scent, musky and feminine, wafted around us.
I glanced down at my cock, standing at attention, thick and veined, the tip glistening with precum. Ghost’s calloused fingers wrapped around my length and began stroking it. Our eyes met, blue on slate gray, and a spark ignited between us.
Hunger.
Lust.
Possession.
He lowered his mouth around my cock, inch by inch until it hit the back of his throat. Sparks danced across my vision, heat pooling low in my belly. I was close already, the intensity nearly too much.
Remi gasped and then pressed down on my face. I didn’t hesitate before I grabbed her hips and buried my tongue between her folds.
The sounds of sucking and licking filled the room, punctuated by Remi’s breathy moans and the wet smack of my lips greedy on her flesh.
She rode my mouth without mercy as Ghost worked me relentlessly. It was too much and not enough. I was drowning, flying, coming apart at the seams.
My release slammed into me, wrenching a muffled shout from my throat. Remi clenched around my tongue, finding her own peak. We shook together, pleasure ricocheting between us.
