Page 78 of Crave Me

“Come… come all over my cock, you hot fucking psychopath.”

A hoarse rumbling laugh escaped him. “Fuck, yeah… your goddamn Majesty. I’ll paint you with my fucking cum.”

I was so fucking close and I could feel him right there with me.

The door flew open, startling the both of us.

“Cas, we have a—whoa! Shit, this is… a lot… to take in.”

I stilled and winced, my voice a strained rasp over Asher’s shoulder, the view of our unexpected visitor blocked by his body covering mine, “Bastian?”

“Oh, hell, yeah, it’s me. As much as I’m sure you wish it wasn’t me witnessing this.”

“Two minutes, sweetheart,” Asher told him, distractedly, not even stopping slightly. “Feel free to watch, just keep it down.”

“Sorry, Casanova, you’re gonna have to get your dick wet somewhere else.”

Asher grazed my throat with his teeth, making me groan, trying to keep me in the moment, then raised his head and looked out at Bastian while he was still rubbing his big cock all over mine. “It’s already delectably wet actually.”

“Jeez,” Bastian groused.

Footsteps sounded a moment before another voice rang out.

“Caspian, we need to—Dannazione!”

Dante.

And that was it… man down.

Asher grunted as he obviously felt my cock softening. “Why does nobody lock their doors in this house?” He rolled off me and onto his back on the bed, not the least bit concerned about showing his naked body, hard cock and all, to two virtual strangers to him.

Why was I not surprised?

It actually had me smiling, reminding me so much of Caleb with that.

“This is an open household,” Bastian gritted out at him, his disapproval blatantly obvious.

I climbed off the bed, glared at Dante, then asked Bastian, “What’s the matter?”

He snatched my robe off the back of the door and tossed it to me. “Sky just got word from Riley and she—”

The house alarms went off, blaring with their foghorn-like intensity.

“What the—”

“That,” Bastian said. “That’s why I came in here. We’ve got incoming.”

In the very next moment, my phone was buzzing on my nightstand.

As I rushed over there, I heard Dante’s going off too.

I gritted my teeth—had he convinced Luke to tap him into King Manor security?

“At the gates,” he said before I reached my phone.

I turned away from it and then I was rushing from the bedroom and down the corridor for the entrance doors.

As Dante and Bastian trailed after me, with Asher pulling on his jeans as he did the same, security rushed by around us, following our well-established protocol concerning a threat to King Manor.

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