Page 91 of Fighting the Darkness

I give him the finger before dropping to my knees before him. I slide my fingers along the piercings as I look up at him.

“How badly did this hurt?”

Soren laughs. “Like a motherfucker, but totally worth it.”

I hum, not sure I agree with his statement. I only have the one piercing, and I cried like a baby. I don’t think I could get more.

Closing my hand around his length, I stroke him from root to tip. This man has been blessed, and I want his cock in my mouth.

Leaning forward, I lave the head with my tongue before closing my lips around it. Hollowing my cheeks, I slide down him as far as I can and run my tongue along the piercings. It takes me a few passes before he’s pushing down my throat as I swallow around him. I hum around him, loving my lack of a gag reflex. It makes giving head so much easier. I keep my eyes locked on Soren’s face the entire time, so I see when he’s getting close.

What I don’t expect is for his hands to tighten in my hair and yank me off his dick. “What?”

“Your wicked tongue almost ruined all the fun,” he tells me. “Come here.”

When I go to sit beside him, he shakes his head. “Not there. On my lap. Straddle me so I can stroke our cocks. We’re going to fuck my hand so we can come together. Doesn’t that sound like fun?”

Hell yes, it does. I scramble up and over Soren, my legs on either side of his as I move closer until our cocks rub together. He reaches behind him into the side table, coming back with a packet of lube.

“Do you just keep lube everywhere?”

He nods. “We sure do. Who knows who’s going to want to fuck at any random time in any room of their choosing? We like to be prepared in this house.”

I hiss when the lube slides down our cocks, Soren’s big hand wrapping around both and spreading the lube. He twists his wrist on the upward stroke, causing me to startle. “Holy shit.”

Soren just grins at me, continuing to stroke both of us. Not able to stand it any longer, I lean forward and kiss him. We only break apart when we both come on his hands. I lift his cum-soaked hand and clean it with my mouth and tongue before smirking.

“Now that we’ve made up, I guess we have a girl to go see, don’t we?”

“Yeah, we do.” He yanks me down for another kiss. “And another man.”

Oh, shit. How did I forget about Griffin? We’re literally in his house. What the fuck is wrong with me?

“Holy shit. Is he going to kill me?”

Soren snickers. “For what just happened? Absolutely not. He’s aware of how I feel about you, and we agreed that if it was something we both decided we wanted, then he approved.”

“So, he’ll be okay with this?” I question, wanting to make sure.

“Yes. In fact, he might want to join us next time.”

That startles me. Griffin is attracted to me? I don’t think I’ve ever looked at him in that light, but I can’t say I’m averse to the idea.

“That’s... interesting. I’m not sure how I feel about that.”

“And that’s okay. We have time to figure out how our group dynamic will work. Now, get off me so we can show our girl what good boys we were.”

I laugh as I push to my feet. I freeze at the sound of a muffled scream, and I’d recognize it anywhere. It seems Griffin is doing just as he said he would—making our girl scream. And now, all I can think about is being buried inside my girl. No.Ourgirl.

Chapter Forty

Freya

Iscreamoutmysecond orgasm of the night as Griffin grins at me from his place between my legs. I pant, falling back onto the bed as I try to catch my breath.

“You know there are other ways for me to come besides on your tongue,” I tell him.

He chuckles. “Sure, but I like it when you come on my tongue. Plus, I’m waiting for those two shitheads to figure out their shit so we can fuck you together.”

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