Page 54 of They Will Burn

Camilla giggles, but she watches me with apprehension, like she’s not sure if I’ll say yes or not. Apparently she missed the memo when I covered her in my blood and made her come all over a knife.

I give a quick nod, and a moment later Kovu has taken off down the hallway toward the stairs with Camilla giggling. The sound is so fucking pure and beautiful, I know I don’t deserve to covet it. But I’m past trying to keep myself away from her. I need her so fucking badly I can barely breathe when she’s not in my orbit, and I’m not going to fight it anymore.

By the time I reach Camilla’s bedroom, Kovu has stripped out of his shirt and is wiping his bloody hands.

“I thought you liked to see me covered in blood?” She quirks up a brow at him.

“Not someone else’s,” he growls. “I won’t risk you like that. I know my blood is clean, I know all of ours is. I’m more than happy to bathe you in my blood, but not some random motherfucker that could give you something.”

Her eyes soften at the admission, and I can’t help but chuckle. She really is as fucked up as the rest of us if she thinks what he just said was sweet, but I guess in a weird way it kind of was.

I step into the bathroom and wash my own hands, and when I return to the room, Kovu is kneeling between her thighs as he tugs her yoga pants down.

Kovu and I have shared women more than we’ve fucked alone, but I have a feeling this is going to be different. He’s already hooked on her sweet cunt, and from the taste I had the other day, I fucking get it. I can only imagine how good her tight pussy must feel.

“Are you going to be a good girl and take us both, Little Lamb?” Kovu murmurs as he bites into the flesh of her thigh, dragging a soft moan from her throat.

“Yes,” she breathes, her eyes moving to me standing in the doorway. “I want both of you.”

“Fuck,” I groan as my cock hardens in my jeans. The idea of Camilla being full of both our cocks is almost too much for me to handle.

“Such a good little lamb,” Kovu praises, and she preens under the affection in the words. I just watched this woman electrocute a man’s junk, and now she’s like a mewling kitten in his hands. The two versions of Camilla are so startlingly different, but I don’t think she normally shows people both sides. Which just means we’re lucky sons of bitches.

He makes quick work of stripping her down, and when she’s naked in front of us, I can’t help but drag my eyes over every inch of bare skin.

She’s so fucking perfect, but she’ll be even more so when she’s covered in our cum.

CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE

CAMILLA

“Now what’s this I hear about you almost severing your cousin’s hand for touching you?” Kovu rumbles as he crawls over my naked body.

It’s a heady experience being bare for a man like him, but add Kaos to the mix and have them both fully clothed, and it’s surprising I can even breathe at this point.

“And more importantly, why was I not told about it immediately? You know how I love it when you’re bloodthirsty.”

I smile up at him because, for the first time in my life, I feel like I’ve found someone who understands the darker side of me. The side that didn’t flinch the first time I killed someone. The one that took to torture like a duck in water. “I can probably get the security footage from the office,” I offer.

“Fuck,” he groans, and Kaos moves closer, his dark eyes dancing with amusement.

“I think you just made his day, Princess.”

“No, my day will be made when I’m balls deep in her tight pussy. But I could definitely see me fucking you again while we watch that video on repeat.”

The laugh that escapes my throat feels almost unnatural because it’s real. It’s not forced. It’s not a game or a farce. It’s just me. More and more over the last two months, I’ve found myself becoming more and more myself, and it’s kind of freeing to not have to pretend to be something I’m not all the time.

“On your hands and knees, Camilla,” Kovu orders as he pushes himself up and reaches for the waistband of his sweatpants. He makes quick work of stripping his clothes off, and then turns to Kaos with an expectant look.

I shake my head and quickly move onto my hands and knees. I’ve had enough punishments to last me a while, even if my pussy clenches at the thought of the pain. There’s something seriously wrong with me.

They both groan when I’m situated, and when I glance over my shoulder at them, I find them staring at my ass with their hands slowly pumping their cocks.

Kovu is almost too well-endowed, and whenever I see him, I wonder how the hell he fit inside me, but when I catch sight of Kaos’s cock for the first time, my breath stutters in my throat.

Because not only is he fucking huge, to go with the rest of his size, I suppose, but there are small silver balls up the length of him that have me forgetting how to breathe.

“Think she just saw your Jacob’s Ladder.” Kovu chuckles as he moves toward me. He crawls onto the bed, and I watch with rapt attention as his cock bobs up and down with each kneeled step he takes until he’s in front of me.

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