Page 97 of Reaper and Ruin
I hadn’t minded. I had her, and that was all I had cared about.
Whip frowned. “What exactly do you mean by that?”
I cuddled Violet closer, my head propped up on two pillows so I could see Whip over her shoulder. “I’ve been thinking about it for a while, and I think I can be gay for the two of you.”
Levi shifted so he was up on one forearm. “I don’t think that’s how it works…”
I frowned at him. “You don’t think I can be gay for you?”
“I don’t think I have any idea what you mean by that.” Levi’s brow was pinched. “I haven’t had coffee yet, so I think you should probably explain.”
I shrugged. “The four of us are a thing, right? We all mess around with Violet. You two mess around with each other. Seems unfair that I’m also not a part of that.”
Whip eyed me. “So you’re saying you want me to kiss you?”
I wrinkled my nose on instinct, then deliberately tried to smooth it out before they noticed. “Yes. Sure. I love kissing.”
Whip seemed skeptical.
Levi picked up the line of questioning. “Okay, kissing is one thing, but are you saying you want us to blow you?”
The idea of Whip or Levi down on their knees in front of me did absolutely nothing but shrivel my morning erection. But hey, they seemed to like when they did it to each other, and getting your dick wet was getting your dick wet, right?
I nodded. “Blow jobs are great. Love those.”
Laughter flickered at the corner of Whip’s mouth. “Come over here then.”
I faltered. “Uh, like, right now?”
Levi nodded. “Sure. Come over here and get in the middle of us.” He reached down between him and Whip. I couldn’t see him gripping his cock, but it was pretty obvious that was what he was doing. None of us had put on clothes, there were no barriers between us. Levi scooched back and patted the space he’d made.
Now I very much could see his cock, hard just like Whip and I were.
At least, I had been. My morning erection had been happy as Larry nestled up against Violet’s curvy ass. At the idea of swapping beds, it wanted to run away screaming.
But hey, maybe I’d like it once I tried it? My mother had always said that to me about vegetables. “How will you know you don’t like it if you never try it?”
And I didn’t like the challenging look on Levi’s face.
He thought I was going to back out.
So I untangled myself from around Violet and got up, crossing the room.
Crawling in between two big, very naked men was about as comfortable as a root canal.
I settled down in the middle of them, lying on my back with my arms crossed over my chest like I was in a coffin.
Because that’s kinda what this felt like.
Death.
How the hell could I be so into Violet and so…not into the two of them? But she liked them. They liked each other. Maybe Levi had super-tasting spunk and it was the secret to eternal youth. There had to be something good about it. I’d watched Violet and Whip suck him off enough, and they both seemed into it.
And Whip was all right, I supposed. If the whole silver fox thing did it for you and you didn’t think of him as a father figure…
I closed my eyes. Maybe I could just pretend they were Violet. That would work. At the very thought of her my dick got hard again, and my brain started screaming that I was very much on the wrong side of the room and needed to get my ass—and my dick—back to her immediately.
But I’d committed to this, and now it was going to happen.
