Page 55 of Speak No Evil
He’s standing there, mouth agape, and in his normal body. I release myself, and I’m about to make an excuse, about to apologize, when I make another choice.
“Can I help you?” I ask, roughly.
Thorne remains speechless, mouth hanging open.
“You came into my bathroom and opened my shower door. You can’t be offended at what you’ve found beyond it.”
Thorne blinks and shakes his head slightly. “Brother, I am not offended.” He rips his shirt over his head and magics his pants away before stepping into the shower with me. “I’m fucking horny.”
I step back, giving him room but also… “I thought you said we should wait for Jade’s permission.”
Thorne bites his lip, and my cock jumps at the sight. “I did say that. And we probably should, but… “
He gives me a long, lingering stare, surveying every inch of my golden flesh.
“I really don’t think she’ll mind either of us enjoying what she created.” He smiles that disarming incubus smile at me as he gets on his knees. “And if she does,” he says while licking the head of my cock. “Then I’m fine with asking for forgiveness.”
Before I can muster a reply, Thorne’s taking me in his mouth so deep I’m hitting the back of his throat.
I brace against the shower wall as a guttural groan winds out of me.
Thorne fists what he can’t fit in his mouth, and the combination of sensations drags out another rumbling groan.
“Fuck, Thorne.”
He grins around me before sliding his mouth off completely. “I want you, Ryker. And not just in my mouth.” He summons a bottle of lube and doses my length with it. Then stands and braces on the far wall, putting one leg on the shower bench.
I salivate at the sight of him offering himself to me.
But I can’t.
Not like this.
“I’ll rip your lesser form in two. Beckon your true form and—”
“Ahah, brother. You forget who I am. How much I delight in testing my limits. And I want to see how much of that cock I can take without begging for mercy.”
I grab him by the back of the neck and spin him around, crushing him against the wall. Fire flashes in his gaze at the sudden violence. “And I want to have my way with you without worrying about breaking you. Now call up your true form and don’t make me tell you again.”
A wry smile tilts Thorne’s lips, and my grip tightens around his throat. “I like this side of you, Ryker. Make sure he comes out to play more often.”
“Hey, have you seen, Vrahs? I can’t find—whoa.”
My head snaps to the bathroom door Thorne left open to see Jade in all her demoness glory standing there.
Her eyes bug. “Fuck, I leave you two alone for a half an hour and you can’t keep your hands off each other?”
“Jade—we…” I start.
“We should have asked you first. But our new forms are so… exciting,” Thorne says.
Jade’s dark brows pull together. “Ask me? Why the fuck would you need to ask me to fuck each other?”
Thorne and I glance at each other, which is when I remember I’m holding him off the floor by his throat.
I let go, and he drops to the shower floor.
“Because you’re our mate?” Thorne offers.