Nix shifted onto his hands and knees, stopping when West tapped his hip.
“That’s good. Spread your legs for me, babe.”
He did, a groan slipping past his lips when the movement shifted the can inside him and caused it to bump against something it shouldn’t have.
“Found your prostate, huh?” West chuckled. “Sure you don’t want me to leave it in?”
“Yes!”
“Suit yourself.” West pulled the can free and chucked it across the room onto the ground carelessly. It rattled and rolled,disappearing somewhere in the corner by the closet. “Rest on your front and then reach back and spread your ass.”
“What?”
“Already going back on your word?”
Nix huffed but did as he was told, reaching back until he’d taken hold of his cheeks. “You and Yejun are both freaks.”
“June had you do something like this for him already?” West sounded disappointed. “Bummer. I promise, I’ll bring a little flare to the table. Hold yourself open for me. Yeah, just like that. The canister did the trick. Your hole is gaping. I can see inside of you.”
“What—”
“Hey.” He spanked him. “You said you’d be good, didn’t you?” The sound of his zipper going down came, and then a second later West moaned. “I’m touching myself, babe. Touching myself while I stare at your open hole. You’re so pretty, did you know that? But you’re not ready for me yet. Still too dry.”
“Hold on, you’re not going to…Are you?”
“What? Can’t say it? Fuck you? With my cock?” West grunted. “Nah. Not tonight, anyway. I’m going to make that prick Lake wait for it as long as I’m able. He can’t fuck you until both Yejun and I have had a turn, remember?”
“I hate all three of you.”
“I’d call you a liar again, but I can tell you mean it this time.”
“That doesn’t bother you?”
“Why should it?” West made another sound of pleasure, and then it was clear he was beating himself off, the sounds of his flesh slapping against his hand echoing around them. “Your emotions are your own issue to deal with. You might be mine, but those? Those are all yours.”
“Bullshit.”
West didn’t respond, the sounds of his grunts as he stroked himself with quick, harried motions causing Nix’s ears to burn.
Yejun had made him bend over for him and had drawn him, so this shouldn’t be nearly as embarrassing as it was, and yet…There was something taboo and twisted about knowing West had purposefully shoved that thick can in his ass just to open him up to view. It should have been gross, but…
West groaned. “You just twitched for me. That’s so hot. I bet you’d be so tight wrapped around my cock. Suck me down nice and good, wouldn’t you, babe?”
Nix gasped when two fingers hooked into him at once, tugging on his ass before they scissored and held him stretched even as his hole clenched around them. His dick dangled between his thighs, the sensitive tip tapping against the bed as West started to pump in and out of him.
“You’re leaking all over,” West said. “I love how wet you always get for me.”
“I don’t.” He shook his head.
“Love how you try and deny it even though your voice is so breathy and filled with need. Want to be filled with something else?” He shifted closer and something solid and hot tapped against Nix’s entrance, just above West’s buried fingers. “Should I give it to you after all?”
Nix almost agreed, his balls tight and the need to come so intense he had to grind his teeth against it. It would be a bad idea for a couple of reasons, and his pride was actually the lowest thing on that list.
Eventually, they were going to have intercourse, Nix knew that as well as he knew he’d need to take his next breath to survive. There was no escaping the Demons, now more than ever with this bite mark on his neck and the contract with his bloody signature at their office. At some point, he’d stopped even caringthat he was being shared between them like a sex toy, because at least all of the times they’d touched him, they hadn’t left him wanting.
But…
“Worried about Lake?” West picked up on his train of thought easily enough. “I would be, too, after what he did to you today. Tell you what, we can make a deal, you and I.”