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“What about a condom?” I ask as I feel the first touch of his soft skin against mine.
“Shhh,” Lucian whispers behind my ear. “Take it, lamb.”
I think about arguing, but then I feel the slight burn of Nox already inside me. Lucian lowers me painstakingly slowly, making me feel every inch, until my legs shake as I fight the downward pressure.
“Fuck.” Nox drops his head back against the headboard, groaning. Teeth sink into my shoulder from behind, and the tension in my body subsides enough so Nox slips inside another inch or so. His chin goes even higher, and I let out a soft sound I will never admit to being a whimper. My body is as overwhelmed as I am. I don’t know if I want to get Nox out of me or to make him go deeper, but I already feel so full.
“Just a little more.” Lucian’s grip tightens as if he knows I’m close to losing it. The moment I feel Nox’s groin against mine, I exhale shakily, thinking that’s it, but I jumped the gun, because I swear he goes even deeper when Lucian gives one final push down.
Nox’s chest jumps as he jerks. “Are you okay?” He pants with lazy eyes.
“I want to punch your brother, but I’m afraid to move,” I tell him truthfully, which causes him to chuckle, and I feel every exhale as he laughs.
“I know the feeling,” Nox agrees. “He was trying to make sure I won’t last longer than him, since he’s a one-pump chump.”
Even through the burning ache, that makes me smile. “He is, isn’t he?”
“Keep it up, lamb, and I will slip my cock inside right next to his and make you take us both right now instead of waiting until you’re ready.” It’s my turn to twitch as Lucian nips me again. Even the thought is sobering. There is no way they would both fit.
“I would die.”
“You will love it,” he insists.
I turn to look over my shoulder, ready to run if he even tries it. “I will claw your eyes out.”
“I fucking love it when you threaten me.” Lucian strokes himself.
“You aren’t normal.”
He tilts his head to the side, examining me. “And what does that say about you, since you like it so much, lamb?”
I don’t have a response to that, because it’s the truth—I like him, crazy and all.
“That’s what I thought. Now, fuck my brother before I make good on my promise.”
“Ignore him,” Nox coaxes with a gentle palm on my cheek to divert my attention back to him. With a small shift, he leans forward for a kiss, and I curl toward him in response, sealing our lips together.
As the seconds tick by, my body finally relaxes, and the burn subsides. I’m not going to say the overfilled feeling is pleasant, but it’s not painful either.
Lucian drops onto the bed next to us, causing the mattress to bounce, and us as a result. I gasp at the unexpected pinch when Nox goes even deeper, but Nox groans, letting me know how much he liked it. That, more than anything, makes me move my hips back a little. It takes me a second to get the nerve to move again, but it’s worth it when I do. His hands mold to my hips, gripping and releasing with every movement, until he’s biting his bottom lip and staring up at me like I’m the center of his universe.
When he wraps his arms around my back and buries his head in my neck while letting out soft moans, a feeling of satisfaction warms me, knowing I gave him that pleasure. Just those sounds alone and the way he’s clinging to me could be addicting.
Damn, I’m in a heap of trouble.
NOX
“When are we going to talk about last night?” Nova asks after taking a nibble of a cracker. Gertrude has been putting cheese trays out every day for lunch after realizing Nova liked them, even though if I asked the old woman, she would deny it. I don’t know why she’s so standoffish with Nova, since it’s clear she likes her.
“Any time you’d like, or we could have an encore. Hop up on the table, lamb. I’m hungry.”
“Not what I was talking about. Eat your food if you’re hungry,” she replies.
“Why? Is your tight little cunt sore?”
She snaps her head around to glare at Lucian, her face flushed red when she says, “Yes, but if you don’t shut up about my anything, especially when other people can hear you, you’ll never have to worry about that again.”
Instead of responding to her warning, he just licks the knife he just used to cut his food suggestively, which makes Nova roll her eyes.