Page 78 of Forgotten Monsters
Flynn spots the maps on the desk and rubs his palms together. “So? What’s the plan, here? Who’s ass should we kick first?”
I let out a tearful chuckle. “Before we decidethat, there’s something Mal and I need to tell you both.”
28
HALO
The Hawthorn bristles in the dark garden. Its leaves ripple at the strong wind, their oily underside shimmering in the night.
Jules slips out of bed and joins me by the window. “Hey. What’s going on?”
Flynn’s light breaths echo through the bedroom. Despite our sleeping arrangements, I haven’t forgiven him. The bastard sacrificed himself for me, making it harder to hold on to my grudge. Leave it to Flynn Verinos to find new ways to crawl under my skin.
“I’m still angry with him.”
“No? Really?” Jules says in jest.
She wraps her arms around my bare midriff and kisses my back, the silk of her nightgown cool on my bare ass.
Greed burns at the back of my throat, and my heart gives a powerful thud. She’s mine, and with her, the power of the Earthly King. The thought alone is enough to make me hard again.
I twist in her embrace. The orange tint of her hair has faded in the last few weeks. Purple and black locks balance her new phoenix look.
“Why are you staring at me like that?”
“Shh.” I nibble her pulse point, and she simply melts in my arms.
I’m ravenous for her. A decade in withdrawal only solidified my addiction. Her touch, her taste, the breathless moans of pleasure she can’t keep to herself…I can’t get enough.
The periwinkle nightgown hugs her delicious curves, and I drag it up to her lower back and press my erection to her core.
She shakes her head like I’m being totally unreasonable, but falls to her knees in front of me. Gods.
I wrap her hair in my fist as she strokes me up and down and wraps her beautiful lips around the head of my cock. My hips buck, but I fuck her mouth with long, slow thrusts. Hard nipples show through the silk of her nightgown, and my abs tighten at the sight.
I glance up and meet Flynn’s gaze across the room.
He licks his lips and raises a brow. He knows he’s not back in my good graces, and while my knee-jerk reaction is to tell him off, I motion for him to approach.
His throat bobs as he shuffles off the bed, his long cock already throbbing in anticipation.
“Strip her,” I bark.
Jules sucks me harder, the scent of her arousal so potent that I hiss.
Flynn works the straps of her nightgown down her arms, and her heavy, perfect breasts come into view as the fabric pools at her hips.
I tug on her hair, pulling out of her mouth in the process, and angle her face to Flynn. “I want you to tease him until he begs for mercy.”
“And you…” I walk around the lucky bastard and hold his wrists behind his back. “You will not come until I say so.”
Tremors run through Flynn, his biceps straining, but he nods.
I can’t help it. Angry or not, seeing them together riles me up. It makes me feel both competitive and so fucking horny…especially when they act out my orders, both happy to indulge my hunger for dominance.
She traces the length of him with her tongue before taking him inside her mouth. Our eyes meet, and the love and lust in her heated gaze is almost enough for me to root for this…thing we have going on. Almost.
“Oh—fuck.” Flynn struggles against my hold, but I only tighten my grip. His butt clenches against my erection as she takes him right to the edge. “I’m close.”
