“Is that question really necessary?” Garrett hisses at Simon, and he shrugs.
“What? It’s a legit question.”
“Simon’s right. It is a legit question.” I drop my arms from around Marcus’ neck, and he releases me so I can take a step back. This is the part I struggle with. How can I ask them to allow me to fuck others, yet it fucking kills me to think of them doing the same thing? It’s fucking double standards at its finest.
“Kitten?” Shaun urges me to say something, and I suck in a deep breath, hoping to calm my heart.
“I’ll be honest. I’m probably going to struggle to watch any of you with someone else.”
“I’ll be honest too.” Marcus takes my hand in his, capturing my attention. “I have no desire to touch another chick, Rhee.”
“Same.” Garrett’s deep voice comes from behind me, and he presses his tall frame against my back.
“Same, Cherry. I just wanted to know what your answer was to that.” Simon offers, lifting my hand to his mouth and pressing his lips to the back.
“Me too, Kitten. I’m only interested in you.” Shaun smiles, but my heart sinks.
“But you did,” I whisper, my eyes dropping to Marcus’ chest in front of me.
“What?” Cass comes up to my other side, stroking my hair back behind my ear.
“At the Feast. I saw you with Vik kneeling between your legs.” I turn to look up into those familiar steel-grey eyes and watch his brows shoot high.
“So… you saw her kneeling on the floor in front of me with her mouth open while I jerked off?”
My brows shoot up this time. “You were jerking off?”
“Yes.” Shaun’s face is deadly serious as he looks down at me.
“You weren’t fucking her mouth?”
“Hell fucking no.” Shaun’s head jerks back. “I couldn’t even get hard properly. I had to close my eyes and think of you to wake up Thor, and then that stupid bitch would go and speak, and he’d deflate again.”
“Oh.”
“Just out of curiosity,” Simon butts in, “what about dudes on dudes?”
“What?” Cass frowns, looking over my shoulder to look at Simon.
“Well, we have established that we can try watching Cherry do some girl-on-girl action, but what if she wants to watch some guy-on-guy?”
“Stay the fuck away from my dick, Hastings!” Garrett hisses next to my ear, and I giggle.
Cass laughs, “you didn’t get enough dick earlier, Hastings? You want me to bend you over? Is that it?”
“Do you want to do that, Sy?” I glance up at him through my lashes, hoping he can see how much this conversation is ok. This is a safe place.
“What? No!”
“It’s ok if you do. Sex parties are places to explore desires. If you want to try something, Sy, then you should.”
He frowns, keeping quiet.
“Kitten is right. I won’t judge any of you if there’s something you really wanna try that Kitten can’t give you.” Shaun offers sincerely, and I nod in agreement.
I kinda hate the thought that there’s something I can’t give them, though. “I mean… I’d honestly love any exploration to be with someone in this group, but if it can’t be in the group, then we can find someone that can help out if you want, Sy. What are we talking exactly? Topping or…”
Simon huffs. “We aren’t talking about anything. I was just asking where you stand on it.” With a look of frustration, my playful guy turns and barges off into the bathroom, slamming the door behind him, leaving us in awkward silence.