Page 137 of Sinful Kingdom

“Want me to make it even?” I offer lightly.“I barely remember our first.”

“Vixen,” Alex warns, jealousy burning in his eyes.

“What? It only seems fair. Calli knows which one of you kisses better, so I should too.”

“Their lips barely brushed. She has no idea what a bad kisser Alex is.”

“Should we be concerned about the fact that you clearly do?” Calli asks with a smirk. “Something you two aren’t telling us?”

“Jesus Christ. I didn’t sign up for this shit,” Daemon mutters while Alex chuckles.

“Pretty sure the last time I kissed you was when we were like five or some shit. I hadn’t perfected my skills at that point.”

“You’re a fucking moron.”

Alex shrugs, not fazed by his brother’s teasing in the slightest.

“Well, as far as I can see, there’s only one thing for it.” I get to my feet despite Alex’s complaints.

Dropping my knees to the edge of Daemon’s towel, I move faster than he’s expecting and lean forward to steal a chaste kiss before he has a chance to back away.

Calli cracks up laughing at the horrified look on Daemon’s face, while Alex just watches intrigued. And possibly a little bit turned on.

“Huh, you’re right. It really is hard to tell from just that. I guess I’d better…”

This time when I lean forward, Daemon is ready for me. His hand wraps around my throat, shoving me back. Although way more gently than I know he’s capable of.

“Get your hands off my girl, you big brute,” Alex barks while I get to my feet and stalk over to him.

Straddling his waist, I loom over him until my lips are right next to his ear.

“Complain all you want, that got you hot and you know it.”

His breath catches before he speaks, totally giving him away. “These lips are mine, Vixen.”

“Of course. Every inch of me is yours. Forever.”

When I pull back, his eyes are dark, and when I rock over him, I find that he’s more than ready for a little sex on the beach action.

That is until Stella yells, “Girls, let’s go,” and she, Emmie, Harley, and Ruby run full steam toward the water.

“Yes, come on.” Grabbing Calli’s hand, I drag her up, leaving Alex wanting and tenting his shorts.

“Fucking tease,” he barks, and when I look back he’s got his hand in his shorts, attempting to rearrange himself.

Jodie, Brianna, and Poppy join us a few seconds later.

“Look at them,” Calli muses when we come to a stop and look back at our boys laying out in the sun, their eyes locked on us.

“Yeah,” I sigh. “We lucked out.”

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ALEX

“Fucking hell,” I groan. Here I am, trying to sink my boner while my girl jumps around in the sea in her itty bitty black bikini.

Life is so fucking cruel sometimes.

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