Page 80 of Dancing With Death

“Are you sure? I don’t want to take advantage or whatever.” I shake my head, feeling like an idiot.

Audrey bites her lip as she nods, and when my eyes find Brenden’s once more, he also nods.

Gods, this is such a bad idea. I should say no, but I’m so weak when it comes to the two of them. Staying away from them has been the worst kind of torture.

“Then, yes. I’d love to.”

I’m an idiot, and I know I’m going to regret doing this, but I don’t have it in me to deny them tonight. Whatever they want, it’s theirs—at least for tonight.

We take care of the bill quickly before Audrey grabs both of us and shadow walks us into the hotel lobby. Brenden heads for the front counter while she drags me further into the dark corner we just exited. She pulls on my shirt and loops her arm around my neck, yanking me down to kiss me.

I forget every reason why this shouldn’t happen the moment her lips touch mine. It’s never felt like this when I kissed someone before. It’s euphoric.

My hands fall to her ass, lifting her and pulling her against me as I deepen the kiss. There’s no way she’s missing how hard my cock is as I rock her against it.

“As hot as it is to watch the two of you dry hump in public, everyone’s watching. Not that I mind. I’m all for some exhibition from time to time, but I do have our room key.”

We break apart, panting. Brenden’s smirking as he leans against the wall beside me. It takes a moment for his words to register.

I clear my throat. “Right. Yes.”

“Room number?” Audrey asks as she lays her hand on his arm.

“1369,” he says, still smirking.

He barely gets the number out before we’re traveling through the shadows and directly into our room.

“Now, where were we?” she asks before attacking my lips once more.

Everything gets a little blurry from there. It’s hard to think when she’s kissing me like this and grinding her cunt against my cock.

Eventually, I find myself on the bed with both of them, all our clothes discarded as they kiss.

I groan, squeezing my cock as I watch them run their hands over each other’s bodies. Individually, they’re both beautiful, but together? Together, they’re a fucking masterpiece.

I’m not sure how to slot myself in with them. They’ve been together for months—nearly a damn year at this point. They share a familiarity that I don’t have.

Fuck. I’m happy just to sit here and watch the two of them fuck if that’s what they want. It certainly wouldn’t be a hardship.

“Why are you all the way over there?” Audrey asks as they break apart.

“I wasn’t sure…” I trail off. “Yeah, I’m just not sure.”

Audrey tenses. “About this? About us?”

“No. Not that. I just don’t know how to do this.” I snort. “I’ve never had a threesome.”

Brenden smirks. “An incubus who’s never had a threesome? Well, that definitely needs to be remedied. I have an idea. Why don’t I share what I’m thinking, and we see what the two of you think?”

“Okay. Yes,” I say quickly, which only makes his smirk grow as Audrey nods.

“What I’d really like to do is fuck you into Audrey.” There’s a predatory look in his eyes as a shiver runs through my body.

I just nod frantically, which makes him chuckle.

“He’s enthusiastic about that, Brenden. I think that’s a brilliant idea,” Audrey says as she scoots up the bed to settle against the pillows before curling her finger at me.

I move to her eagerly, pausing when Brenden curses. “What?”

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