Page 175 of Gemini Kings
Neo
It’s really hot in here.
I’ve actually been feeling warm since I woke upstairs smothered in blankets and spooning with Lucius and Zara. Whatever Maxim and Vasili have been doing down here is enough to make the whole house—and maybe the whole island—horny.
Boinking my cherished one to a rubber-legged climax and filling her divine pussy with my come like that would normally take the edge off. But seeing V like that, actuallysubmitting, even briefly, to anyone in bed (whether he wants to admit it or not, and it’s pretty clear hedoesn’twant to)…?
Wow.
Just wow.
He’s still my enemy. But if he wasn’t so busy being such a jerk all the time, maybe he could be, like, an enemy with benefits?
Even the way he’s looking at me now after my big reveal, his eyes all sly and narrow, while he and Max tussle like a couple of kids trying to figure out who’s on top (like that isn’t already totally obvious)?
Oh, gosh, I know this is all messed up.
But he… just… does things to me.
I wrestle my attention away from V’s dangerous stare to give Lucius an apologetic look. Because I did just sort of say no to something my teacher might’ve wanted, and I don’t want him to feel like I’m rejecting him. He’s looming over all of us with the lube in hand, all flame-eyed and fangy, with the morning sun streaming through the window to etch all those rangy muscles of his shoulders and abs and turning the chestnut curls on his chest and between his legs to gold.
He’s also, like, really hard, his thick cock jutting in my direction like a weathervane pointing the way.
I guess I’m not the only one who’s getting carried away by all the sexual energy in this bed.
I always want him, I love him, the same way I love all my mates, but also in a way that’s just for him. I open my mouth to explain all this, but Zara gets there before me.
“Hey, Teach,” she says softly from where she’s kneeling in front of Ronin, one arm draped around his sexy neck and the other already wrapped around his cock and stroking. “Give that lube to Neo and get yourself and those yummy fangs of yours over here.”
His fangs punch lower and his wolf gives a guttural growl, all low in his chest. Lucius hands me the lube without even looking at me and leaps at Zara and Ronin in full beast mode (except he hasn’t actually shifted).
The two of them welcome him with slow hot kisses. His wolfish mating scent fills the air, adding to the overload of Mogadon pheromones and dragon-in-heat aromas that V and Max are already pumping out.
Maybe that’s why I’m feeling so hot myself this morning.
Because this whole house literally reeks of sex.
Zara takes command of the situation, pushing Lucius flat on his back while he snarls and mouths and nips his way over both their naked bodies. My fated mate straddles his hips, gives him a few hard pumps to make sure he’s ready (which is totally not an issue), then sinks down on his thick shaft and engulfs all those inches in her wet pussy.
Lucius’ eyes flame redder and his lips peel back from his teeth and the cords in his neck stand out with effort. He grips her hips and snaps his pelvis into her amazing body and works her up and down his dick with a ferocity that’s sexy as hell.
My precious one arches back in his strong arms, her hair streaming over both their bodies. They’re both sweating, her hair’s sticking to them in ribbons.
Gosh, I’m sweating pretty freely myself just watching them.
“Want me to help you with that lube, Red?” Ronin whispers in my ear.
“Uh-huh,” I agree, because there is literally no time I will ever say no to the concept of Ronin rubbing lube on my body. I’ve finally forgiven him for ghosting me in Vegas. I kinda think of him as my boyfriend these days, even though I know that’s what V calls him too, and I don’t know if Ronin would actually even agree to that, but—
“Don’t be mental.” He gives me one of his lazy grins and leans in to suck my lower lip into his mouth in a teasing nip. “I’ll be your boyfriend if that’s what you fancy. Vasili doesn’t mind. You’re on his mind too these days. Quite a lot.”
The always-alarming prospect of being on Vasili Romanov’s mind is worrying until the exact moment Ronin Pendragon wraps his lubed-up fingers around my dick.
Then my body is transported to another dimension, one where Ronin’s consuming my mouth with deep lingering kisses and I’m stroking his back and cupping the tight flex of his ass while his hands stroke up and down my dick, finding a rhythm that makes me pump into his grip and adding a twist on the upstroke that makes me groan.
My hole starts to pulse and flutter with wanting him inside me. But I’ve already announced to the whole group that I’m going to be the one on top this time (for the first time ever).
Right now, I gotta focus on that.
