Page 53 of Demise

When they pulled up, though, it all made sense. Liam practically bounced out of the car, and when the back door was opened up, all hell broke loose. Ornaments, lights, and morefake pine décor than we knew what to do with came spilling out; thankfully, nothing was made of glass.

One look at the haul they bought, not even counting the groceries, and I knew Liam had found a way to put a sizable dent in Skyla’s limitless credit card. Fucker.

It took us almost the rest of the night to unload everything, get it put away, or hung up and make dinner. And by make dinner, I mean we opted for a couple of frozen pizzas that they picked up. After we ate, we all sat down to watch a movie, though everyone didn’t last long.

Ronan was the first to go to bed, followed by Wesley. Vincent tried to act like he wasn’t tired, but by the secondSanta Clausemovie, his eyes were staying closed for longer than they were open before they stopped opening in general.

Now it’s just Liam, Skyla and I. Liam is sitting in the middle, one hand on Skyla’s knee and the other on mine. When he first put it there, I felt almost everyone’s eyes on me, but I just ignored them. I like Liam’s hand on my knee, it’s not a fucking crime.

Slowly, I feel Liam’s hand begin to raise, moving higher and higher up both Skyla and my leg as he draws casual patterns against us. I lift my brow in question at him, but he innocently pretends to be watching the movie. Skyla is giving him a mirroring look before she looks at me and grins.

I can’t help but smile back at her before Liam reaches the apex of her thighs, seconds before he reaches mine. I’m not ashamed to admit that I’m fucking hard. I’ve been hard since Skyla came out in her yoga sleep shorts and tank top, I stayed hard when Liam started touching me, pressing his body into my side, and I’m raging fucking hard now that his fingertips are caressing the outside of my cock.

“You ready to go to bed?” I ask Liam and Skyla.

Liam looks at me and pouts like a goddamn child, I swear.

“I’m not tired.”

I lean into him, my eyes level with his as our noses brush.

“That wasn’t the question.”

Heat fills his green eyes as he practically springs to his feet, yanking Skyla to hers and tossing her over his shoulder as he runs through the house. For some fucking reason, I run too. Chasing after her, after him, after…them.

Mine, all fucking mine.

I climb the stairs easily and I just barely see Liam dart into one of the rooms down the hall. The door is left open, and when I get inside, I slam it closed before locking it. Skyla is already laying on the bed and Liam is sitting on the edge next to her when I close the distance between us.

I grab Liam by the throat, squeezing tightly as I bring my face to his.

“You’ve been a goddamn tease tonight, you both have,” I say as I shoot a look over to her.

“Me? What did I do?”

“You’re too fucking beautiful, too sexy. You leave me no choice.”

“I like where these no choices are leading,” Liam smirks.

I shove him away, releasing my hold on him as I reach over and grab Skyla’s shorts, yanking them off her body before forcefully parting her legs.

Her cunt is glistening and pretty and pink for us, my mouth waters just looking at her. I look to Liam.

“Get over there and eat my wife’s cunt.”

Skyla’s mouth drops at that as Liam practically scrambles across the bed. He dives face first between her thighs, and I spread them wider for him, allowing him to fucking suffocate on her. Skyla moans as Liam’s tongue runs through her before he circles it around her clit. I grab a fistful of her hair and lower my face to hers as I speak.

“That feel good, princess? You like having your boyfriend eat your cunt while your husband watches?”

“Yes,” she pants. “But I’d like it better if my husband ate my cuntwithmy boyfriend.”

My eyebrows shoot up in surprise as I look down to see Liam nodding his head, his mouth currently latched onto Skyla’s clit, ripping another moan from her.

Slowly, I grab the back of my shirt, pulling it up and over my head before I toss it to the side. I push down my pants next, only leaving on my boxers as I climb onto the bed. Liam scoots to the side, allowing enough room for me to join him. While he’s focused on her clit, I go a little lower. My tongue circles her asshole before I drag it through her wet cunt, tongue fucking her before I start the movement all over again.

“Oh fuck! Shit, more,” she begs.

“You hear that? She wants more,” I smirk to Liam.

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