Page 7 of The Mountain
Idly, I reach out, trailing my fingertips up the length of one muscled arm, biting back a grin when his nose twitches and he lets out a wordless grumble.My boyfriend. I can’t believe this gorgeous specimen of a man is my boyfriend.He’ll wake up soon, if I have any say in it.
“So, what’ll it be, love?” I look back to Lily, lifting one brow expectantly.
She narrows her eyes at me in silent challenge, but there’s no missing the way her pupils dilate, the pink darkening on her cheeks as her tongue darts out to wet her parted lips.
To my complete surprise, Matty lifts up on his elbows, giving me that open, guileless look that annoyed the crap out of me when I was training him for the exam.
It doesn’t annoy me now.
“You… you’d teach me?” he asks, and his blue-eyed gaze is steady, determined, despite the flush reddening his ears andthroat. “Show me how to make her… uh…” His flush deepens, throat bobbing as he adds, “… make her come?”
Well. Fuck.
I sit up, shoving Antoine with enough force that he grunts in sleepy protest, and drag one palm over my face.
I’d made the offer as a joke. As a tongue-in-cheek jab at Matty’s inexperience, at the way he’d left Lily hanging when IknowI could make it so much better for her.
Because, yes, I’m a jealous asshole.
“I mean, if that’s what Lily wants,” Matty adds, giving Lily what can only be described as a lovesick look. Lily tilts her head up to give him a bemused, indulgent smile, then presses her cheek against his massive pectoral muscle, her eyes glinting with mischief as they meet my own.
I scowl. It’s like she knows I was bluffing, and now she’s calling me out on it.
My cock throbs, and I adjust the blankets over my lap. I’m not sure what’s hotter—Matty’s unguarded innocence, or Lily’s dark, smirking challenge. Either way, I should definitely not act on any of this. I’m almost entirely certain that Matty is straight, and my boyfriend is currently asleep between us, and Lily is recovering from what must certainly have been an incredibly traumatic night…
“I’ll make her come,” Antoine murmurs, his eyes still shut as those full, sinful lips curve with the faintest hint of a smile. “If Liam can’t.” His eyes flutter open, finding mine unerringly. “I might have only done it once before, but I’m well-versed on the theory.”
I glare down at Antoine. “I think you’ll findImade her come that time,” I tell him flatly. “You just helped to get her there.”
Lily lets out an embarrassed sounding cough, pressing her face into Matty’s chest as Matty looks between me and Antoine, his brow dipping with confusion. “Huh? What? When was this?”
“In the hot tub,” Antoine says conversationally, his green eyes sparking with delight as he sits up. “A few days ago.” He reaches over, brushing Lily’s hair away from her eyes, then bending to put his face close to hers. “Sorry. Should I have asked before saying something?”
He doesn’t sound apologetic in the least. If anything, he sounds smug. Like a male marking his territory.
“No. It’s fine,” Lily says, peeling her face away from Matty’s chest to give Antoine a pained smile. “I… I want to be open with all of you.” She gives Matty a nervous glance. “It’s just… new.”
Surprising me yet again, Matty only chuckles, a deep, throaty sound that vibrates through Eddie’s crappy mattress. “Yah. Well. It’s all new to me.” A broad grin, showcasing those infuriating dimples. “But it’s like I told you, Lil. I don’t mind if you date these guys too. Honestly.” Blue eyes dart between me and Antoine, and his smile falters. “As long as you guys are okay with it?”
Well. Fuck.
I clear my throat, rubbing at my chest, at the irritating ache building there. He shouldn’t look at me like that—like I’ve got all the answers. Like I’m going to tell him what to do. He doesn’t know what that does to me.
“Yah. I’m cool with it, mate,” I croak out, then internally wince at my own words.Mate. Is that the appropriate term for what he is to me, if we’re dating the same chick? If we’re in the same bed and I just watched him come?
Matty beams, a dazzling smile that’s all gratitude and warmth.
“I would be honored to share Lily with you,” Antoine says solemnly, bending to press a kiss to Lily’s lips. The move has Antoine leaning over Matty’s chest, and a flash of dangerous jealousy rushes through me.
Matty stares hungrily at the pair, at Lily draped across his body as Antoine kisses her. It’s not a chaste kiss. Not at all. It’s the sort of kiss that has Lily making soft mewling sounds into Antoine’s mouth, and Antoine’s muscled back shuddering with rising tension. Beneath them, Matty’s broad chest rises and falls, the flush spreading down his throat deepening, his pupils dilating.
I fist the bedding tangled around me, my teeth grinding and cock hardening as I glare at the trio.
“What the fuck is going on?”
Antoine and Lily pull apart and Matty gives a strangled cry of surprise as the door flies open, hard enough to bang against the wall, and Eddie walks in.
“Are you fucking kidding me right now?” Eddie barks out, and for some reason, his scowl is directed atme. “Lily is supposed to be resting, and you can’t keep your cock in your pants for five minutes.”
