Page 46 of Why Cheese?
Cam slaps his bare hip and gives a raucous, “Good man.”
“You’re not…mad?” I freeze with my pants halfway up my thighs.
“Mad? Of course not. Surprised, however. Brie is quite the dark horse. Though it is nice to learn you’re not…unplowed soil as I had once feared.”
Unplowed…?“I’m not a… I’ve been with men before. Two of them.”
Cam stands. With a swagger giving nothing away, he walks up to me so his chest presses into my shoulder. With his lips perched in a grin, he whispers, “At the same time?”
“Uh…” My brain shorts out and I shake my head.Two men…together?The burn of embarrassment reaches the deepest level of hell as forbidden thoughts roam through my mind.
Drawing his fingers down my arm, Cam brushes his lip against my ear. “Would you like to?”
I gasp and he catches me in a kiss. His lips command me to throw away my clothes and join him in bed with Brie. Holding my chin, Cam guides my head to deepen his love potion kiss. He takes the waist of my unbuttoned jeans and starts to undo my panicked work.
A great pounding shakes the floor below us. I try to leap back from the earthquake, but Cam wraps me in his arms. Instead of explaining, he glances at the toppled table I nearly slammed into. With a weary sigh, he releases me. “I’m afraid that offer will have to wait. Roq does not wish me to have a moment’s peace.”
“I…I should come,” Brie says.
“Again?” Cam chuckles. “That’s impressive.”
Brie stares at him in confusion before his eyes widen. His cheeks burn red and he keeps shaking his head. Brie hobbles into his clothing by shoving one leg down his pants, then hopping to try to get the other. With a sigh, Cam rights the table, tugs Brie’s trousers around for him, then gathers up the scattered mess of supplies.
When his shoe kicks the roll of condoms, his eyes light up. “Sheepskins? How naughty.” He tears off three and pockets them while staring me right in the eye.
Another summoning bang erupts under us. “I’m coming,” Brie shouts to Roq and he barrels to the door without his shoes.
Cam slips in beside me to say, “That sounds familiar.”
“I…I…”
“Oh, I’m sorry my dear.” He cups my cheek tenderly. “You’re just so adorable with your face pinked to a rose’s blush.”
“You really don’t care?” I shake my head, struggling to understand any of this. Don’t men get punchy over sharing the same toy?
“I care that you found enjoyment in your brief time with our little Brie amongst this squalor.” Cam lifts a bottle of glass cleaner and haphazardly sprays it in the air. “But, as I told you before, we four share…everything.”
Including me?
I try to process the idea by taking deep, long breaths. Four lips, four cocks, eight hands and legs—okay, now it sounds like a demented, sex spider. But two of them sweaty and thrusting, kissing, licking…maybe even three?
“Lady Vi?” Cam asks, glancing his palm to my back.
Maybe if one’s lying down, another from behind, and the third standing… “Yes?” I pant.
“You’re breathing rather hard. Do you require a bag?”
I shake my head fast, trying to keep from breaking into giddy giggles. “No. Nope. I’m all good.”
“Fantastic. Now, while I must return to the basement, I think you’d like to see what Chedward and I have managed.” Cam sticks out his arm like he did while taking me home.
I start to slip my arm around his when he suddenly grips my ass, spins me around, dips me back, and kisses me. All the blood rushes to my head, leaving me floating out of my body. I run my fingers through his shoulder-long hair as a tether back.
Cam damn near growls against my mouth. “I hope I’m next on your dance card.”
He heaves me back to my feet, the world rushing past. By the time I steady myself, Cam’s already holding my shoes and smiling. “Now, shall we see what’s got Roq’s cock in a knot?”
“You’re never going to guess who got in first, Cheddy,” Cam shouts the second he’s through the door.
