“I will never tell her no if she’s dropping to her knees,” Derek says, his eyes pained as if he’s worried we’re going to kick his ass.
“Little Love, continue,” Orion says regally, though his lips also twitch.
“You four need to fuck,” she says as she takes a bite of her food, humming appreciatively. “I am practically drowning in testosterone. My vagina is out of commision for another few weeks until the doctor clears me, so I have a proposition.”
Oh this’ll be good. She looks way too proud of herself right now. “Mmhmm. Do tell, Baby Girl.”
“You and Ror fight and then fuck. It helps keep you two chill and it’s something that you need. So… what about a hunt? Chase each other down and fuck each other,” Lavender suggests as if it’s the most natural thing in the word.
“Lennon,” Orion says in a choked voice, eyes wide. There’s a blush rising up his neck, and I hide a smile. A primal hunt is a bit much for the serial killer it seems.
“O,” Lennon sasses. “I know you’re interested in Ror and Turner. They’re sexy, aren’t they? Anything keeping you from running through the woods and letting them chase you and fuck your tight ass while I listen from the porch?”
“Fooking hell Little Valkyrie,” Ror groans, rubbing his face.
“They both tease, and I’m interested… I’m not good at this.” Orion sighs. “It’s all so new but confusing.”
“I think you’re adorable, sexy, and really fucking hot. I’ve never been around someone so focused before, O,” I explain. “I didn’t know what to do with you. First, I wanted to make sure you had Lavender’s best intentions at heart. Now…”
“Yeah?” Orion rasps, raising an eyebrow in surprise.
“We’re keeping you.” I smirk. “Sometimes at night when Derek gets up for something, you cuddle against me. I want to hold you, but I don’t know if I should. There’s a lot of dynamics, feelings, and I always want to make sure you’re comfortable.”
“Maybe I shouldn’t be comfortable,” he rumbles. “Relationships and feelings are confusing to me. When I kill someone with Lennon and Derek, I want to sink my cock into one of them and claim them. Fuck, even when I’m not in a kill room, they’ll say or do something, and my heart feels like it’s going to explode. The first time that happened, I thought I was having a heart attack.”
Roark snorts while Derek simply smiles at O. “Definitely not a heart attack,” I reassure him. “Are you saying we should push more? I find it really hot when Derek casually makes out with you in the mornings. Devlin and Saira’s sleep habits mean that we’re all living in zombie mode, but it doesn’t mean I can’t enjoy it.”
The tips of Orion’s ears turn red, and his lips press together. He really is gorgeous with his tousled blond hair as he pushes his hand through it as he processes this awkward conversation. Lavender is right in pushing this, though.
“Yes, you can push more,” he decides. “The idea of being chased and fucked also makes me feel wanted and excited. I’ve never been normal though…”
“Name one person you know that’s normal at this table,” I remind him. “Even the babies are perfect but abnormal.”
“Our babies are perfect,” Lennon agrees with a smile, looking down on them to gently brush back their blonde hair. We are so damn blessed. “So, it’s not conventional, but neither are we. Normal is pretty boring, O.”
“I’ll give you that.” He sighs. “I’ve spent so long hiding, it’s hard to stop. Derek and Lennon understand my darkness, so I don’t think about it around them.”
“O, you didn’t go to Michigan to braid people’s hair and basket weave yesterday,” I tease him. “You had a mission to kill people with Greg. He sounded pretty pissed off when he called you two days ago, so I’m sure they deserved it.”
“Sex trafficking cock suckers,” Derek mutters. “They definitely deserved it. O and I even got to blow off someone’s penis.”
Lavender’s eyes light up in excitement, and I have to keep myself from cupping my dick. She likes my cock too much to do that to me.
“That’s fun,” she squeals softly. “Apparently there was a gas leak in a warehouse in Lansing. They have no idea why. Freak accident.”
We all share a smile, knowing Greg and his team were behind it.
“Alright, less cock blowing unless it’s the kind that gives me an orgasm, yeah?” Roark rumbles. This entire conversation is becoming more and more insane.
“Today is Wednesday, my sister is coming into town on Friday and leaving at the end of the weekend before going back on tour,” Lavender muses as she continues to eat. Following her lead, I finish my breakfast. “We have a break from touring until the end of next week, so when are we doing this?”
“Now that the gloves are off, I want to show O what it means to have Ror and my attention,” I say seriously. We’re a lot, and I won’t apologize for it. Derek hides his mouth with his coffee cup, and I know he’s remembering our fucked up dating period. “Minus the punching and death threats that double as flirting.”
Roark snorts, shaking his head. “Derek was being a dick to our girl, so that was different. Turner and I wrestle, bet on ridiculous things so the loser can fuck the other, chase each other as a form of flirting.”
“It’s really hot when one of you loses.” Lennon sighs happily. She’s just as fucked up as we are. “I don’t think Orion will have an issue with any of this. Do you, baby?”
“Not at all, kind of excited for it to be honest.” O smirks. “Bring it on.”