Page 84 of Hell on Wheels
“You idiots are cowards,” Rebel mumbles.
“Honesty is harder than risky pranks sometimes,” I reply, before giving Archie a look. “Go ahead, big guy.”
“Hmmm.” He takes another drink and passes the bottle to Javier before he speaks. “Angelo, tell Rogue what her title will be when you takeover your dad’s spot.”
Fuck. Me.
The other guys laugh and I sigh. It was going to happen anyway, so… what the hell? “She’d be Queen of the Gemini caliphate, and if our family rises in the ranks, Queen of Hell isn’t impossible.”
“What??!!”
Damon intercedes quickly, saving my ass. “The Hell part isn’t likely. That would take a coup and a bunch of shifting allegiances… it’s like… pretty far off.”
“But a Queen? An actual one? I thought you guys were pulling my legs.”
Our girl looks green instead of pink now and I laugh softly. “This night is going to be delicious in so many ways. But no, we were being honest.” My head swivels and I grin. “Truth or Dare, Damon?”
“Dare,” he blurts.
Bad choice, bro.
“I dare you to kiss Archie in front of the Princess. I get the feeling she’d like it.”
His eyes widen and he looks at me like he’s going to murder me on the spot. Rogue, however, claps her hands in excitement, crawling over to grab the bottle of booze as she looks at him.
“Hold on. I gotta get ready. This is going to be awesome.”
“Angelo,” my brother grinds out.
I shrug. “You can bitch out, but you’re going to have to take whatever the truth is without having anymore passes.”
“Oh, for fuck’s sake, D. Just get over here and do it.”
Bingo. I’m a damn genius.
Truth or Dare
It’s weird to be this eager, right? Ah, fuck, who cares?
I grin as I take a swig of the scotch from the bottle, settling in to watch this unfold with glee. It might be a wee bit voyeuristic, but I alsoknowhow much Angelo’s wanted to kiss Archie. Lately, I’ve noticed the lion shifter looking curious, too, so this gambit of Angelo’s isbrilliant. The demon in question pulls me over to sit on his lap, his lips brushing my ear as his twin rises to crawl towards our hockey god.
“You smell like you’re going to get as much enjoyment out of this as D is,” he rasps in a low tone. “I’ll take all the kudos later.”
Damon’s strong limbs bunch and release as he slinks over to the sturdy blond, and I lick my lips when Archie’s eyes darken. He’s definitely interested, and I don’t know if this will work out as easily as it would in some spicy TV show, but I’m so ready to find out. My demon’s slow approach is edging more than just them, though, because even Reb is scenting their desire.
“Fuck, Damon, get it over with,” Archie says on a snarl. He’s pretending to be impatient for the game, but it’s not fooling anyone, least of all himself.
“Here it comes.” Angelo’s whisper makes me shiver as his hands skate up my ribs. His cock pokes against my ass temptingly, and I wiggle until it’s positioned just right to make my pussy throb. “Ah…. careful, bad girl.”
Bad girl works for me, too; joke’s on him.
The chaos demon finally leans in to my lion, his lips centimeters from the soft, pouty ones. Their breaths mingle for a moment as Damon’s horns slip out and he darts forward to capture Archie’s lips eagerly. To my surprise, the buff sports star grabs the pointed ends and holds my demon close as they absolutelyravishone another. A trio of hoots and whistles echoes in the room, and I swallow hard as heat floods my core. The other guys are cheering for them, and Angelo is rubbing his palms up and down my thighs teasingly.
“Okay, break it up,” Javi says after a few minutes. “Glaser, if you can see past that monster in your boxers, it’s your turn.”
I almost whimper; I really do. Watching them was hot as fuck and Ang was doing his damndest to encourage my pussy to weepwith excitement without touching it. I don’t want to move and I get the sense that I might have to. When my gaze meets the well-kissed looking shifter, he inhales deeply, then smirks.
“Truth or dare, Sparkles?”