Page 37 of Huge Games

"I can do the walk of shame," Celine says with a hint of happy pride in her voice.

"There's nothing shameful about you, Red."

She swats my pec but smiles against the skin of my shoulder. "Did you just give me a cheesy pet name?"

"Well, you are our pet. Travis had you leashed."

"Fuck, Elias." Shaking his head, Travis's cheeks flush above his beard. "It's not like that."

"Like what?"

"She's not an animal. It's not about demeaning her."

"I know. I'm only joking. It was hot as fuck."

"You want a turn next time?"

I shrug, wanting to appear nonchalant, especially as Travis just assumed there would be a next time without Celine suggesting she'd want another night with us.

I want this to happen again. Even after the first time we fucked, I wanted more, but it wasn't an option. That idiot Eddie had his claws in her so deep.

Now, this has become a four-way arrangement, which can't go any further either. Too fucking complicated, and I'm an only child. Sharing is not something that comes naturally to me.

I'm a greedy asshole when it comes to Celine.

Dornan eyes me from where he's lying on the other side of her like I'm hogging her all to myself. Even though we've shared her, there's an unease between us that should prevent this from happening again. I see the possessiveness in his gaze as his eyes fix on where my arm is wrapped around Celine's waist, pinning her to me.

He wants her for himself in the same possessive way I do.

Travis is more complex to work out.

His kink must make it challenging for him to find partners. With Celine, he didn't have to go through any kind of confession stage because she already knew what he liked and accepted it.

And we accepted it, too.

No wonder he looks like the cat who got the cream.

"Are you seriously talking about more sex?" Celine yawns and shifts, easing out of my arms and turning to give Dornan some attention. Half my body chills at her absence, and I internally grumble as Dornan adjusts to gather her close.

"Did we wear you out?" Dornan asks, pressing a kiss to her forehead. So, now he's doling out easy affection. Now he's treating her like a girlfriend, not just a hookup.

"My body feels like it's been run over by one of those ice road trucks."

"Mine feels fine." I stretch out, resting my hands over my head. My cock taps my belly, ready to go at least another round, if not more.

See, that's why four won't work. The other men in this room have used up my time and my opportunity.

Travis groans and heads over to the empty bed, which has been pushed up to join the one the three of us are currently sharing. "You students know how to burn the candle at both ends."

"Are we wearing you out, old man?" I laugh.

"You wait until you've added a few years."

"You're only five years older than us." Celine raises her head to look at Travis. "You're making out like you're on the verge of collecting your pension."

Dornan laughs as her hand brushes over his abs. "Seriously, Celine. Don't do that. I'm ticklish."

Like a red rag to a bull, she pounces on him with wriggling fingers, and the biggest dude in the room isreduced to a quivery pile of Jello.

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