Page 85 of Hell on Wheels
My head whips around to see a lazy, aroused Damon looking at me with his damn horns, pointed tail, and bedroom eyes. I press my legs together unconsciously as my eyes drop to his cock. Damn, it’s hard and thick right now.Focus, Rogue.“Uh… dare.”
His lips curve up and I know he had something fucking wicked planned if I said ‘truth,’ so I’m glad I feinted. “I dare you… to climb on Reb’s lap and give him the same treatment.”
Oh, you little shit; I see you, Damon Gemini.
Tossing my hair confidently, I leave Angelo’s delicious torture, mimicking D as I crawl over to my stepbrother. Rebel’s aura is filled with magic as I slowly cross the circle; he can’t see me, but I know he can sense me. When I get to him, I’m not paying attention to anyone else in the room. Our bond is locked as if we’re caught in a tractor beam, unable to resist the pull of our unexplored lust. I straddle his lap, putting my thighs on either side of his and the heat of my wetness over his dick before my hands come up to cradle his cheeks.
“This is…” I whisper close to his mouth. “…one more moment you can’t come back from. Be sure,Aidan Iarlaithe.”
I feel his smirk rather than see it, then I’m drowning in the sensation of kissing him. Our tongues twirl and twist together frantically, the pent-up desire we’ve both been suppressing for years finally spilling out. Reb growls as we break for air, reaching out to snatch the blindfold off so we can look at each other.Grinning as I note the descended fangs, I lean in and lick them, before pulling back.
“Done, suckers.”
When I make to move back to my spot, Rebel snarls, holding me in place on his lap. “No.”
I arch a brow at him. “I can’t play if I’m sitting like this, and I’m supposed to be in charge, remember?”
He rolls his eyes, grabbing my waist and spinning me around to the face the circle. “Fixed.”
Well, I guess that addresses my issue.
“Ahem. Okay. Uh, Javier, ‘Truth or Dare,’ darling?”
The phoenix snickers, obviously amused by my new seat and lack of freedom to move. “Truth.”
“Mmmmm,” I murmur, thinking about it for a moment. “Was that the first time you had a fae cart in the club?”
“Yes,” he says quickly, his cheeks heating despite his relieved expression. “I’m not usually so reckless, but you…”
I bob my brows playfully, wiggling on Reb’s dick until he groans loudly. “I’m just too tempting, right?”
“That’s two questions. Button it, Javi.” Archie gives me a mischievous grin as he nods. “Your turn, bro. This is more fun than I thought it would be.”
Before he picks, Javier gestures for the bottles to make the rounds and I sigh in pleasure as I take my gulp of the vodka I’m given. The alcohol is definitely making this easier and I’m pretty sure I’m a fucking genius for arranging this little game. My boysall need help expressing their shit, and I’m the sneaky Dark Fae to get it all out.
“Truth or Dare, Rebel?”
Uh-oh.
Reb shifts me a bit and I shiver from head to toe. These goddamn dudes and all their metal accessories I can feel through those damn boxers arekillingmy needy pussy. I have to be leaving a damn trail over Reb’s favorite skull briefs. Also, I think they know what this is doing and areactivelyavoiding giving me relief—which I’m allowing, for now.
“Dare,” my stepbrother says as he smirks down at me. “Hit me with it, bartender.”
The look on Javi’s face is beyond smug as his eyes roam around the room for a moment. It occurs to me that it’salwaysthe quiet ones, and I’m about to get wrecked.
Damn, I should have seen this coming.
“I dare you to let Sparkles suck you off.”
Archie groans, rubbing his dick through his boxers. “Fuck, J, that’s evil.”
Looking over my shoulder, I wait to see Rebel’s reaction before I attempt to move again. His jaw is gritted tightly, but the heat coming from his skin is undeniable. All he has to do is let go and we can move forward.
“If our girl wants to.”
I blink at him, falling into the magic filled depths of his eyes as his words smack into me. Not only did he give up the ghost, but he made it my choice—something I demanded at the beginningof this brief distraction.That son-of-a-bitch…I swallow hard, pushing the odd, mushy feelings forming in my chest away so I can focus on the situation at hand. “Let me up.”
His arms release me, and I scoot forward, dragging my ass over his dick teasingly as I move to the carpet. Turning quickly, I rise to my knees, smirking when I see the expression my taunt put on his handsome features. I put my hands on my hips, grinning as I point at his crotch. “Excuse me, but I’ll need you to get it ready for me.”