Page 59 of Huge Games

"You don't look good," Travis says. He runs his hand down his shaggy jawline. Celine steps forward.

"We just wanted to make sure you got back okay."

"You wanted to make sure I didn't do something to hurt myself because my dad is a worthless cunt."

She winces at the c-word in a way that I don't understand.

"That didn't cross our minds," Dornan says. "We just worried you were drunk and that you might have gotten into trouble on the way back."

"Well, you can see that I'm fine…in one spectacular piece."

I sway as I try to stand without support, and Celine is there in a flash, resting her hand in the center of my chest. I gaze down at her fierce expression. My drunken haze makes this whole exchange blurry. Why are they here? What is Celine doing? Slow-motion thinking has me blinking in confusion.

"Come on, big boy. Let's get you inside." Taking my arm, Celine walks me backward. Her hands on my skin make my cock hard, even though by right, I should have alcohol droop. She notices my erection and chucklessoftly. "Are you serious with that right now?"

She eases me down onto the bed and attempts to lift my legs to get me to lie down. They're too heavy, and in the end, I scoop my arms around her body and pull her with me until she's splayed out on top of me. Her shocked laughter settles my soul. Her hand on my stubbly face is gentle. The way she eases my hair back from my forehead is so soothing, I close my eyes and relish every sweet touch.

Footsteps in the room remind me that we're not alone. It's weird because I don't give a shit. Dornan and Travis being here doesn't feel like an invasion of my space or privacy. There's a comfortableness about us all being together.

I take Celine's hand and wrap it around my cock, laughing as she squeals. "What? You guys come to my room in the middle of the night, and we're not going to have sex?"

"You're drunk," Dornan says.

"So are you. But you want to fuck, don't you?"

My hand roams Celine's side, finding soft skin and a warm breast. She's braless. I'm so fucking horny.

"Elias." Her warning voice is breathy, but her objection dies when I wrap my lips around her sweet nipple and suck. Celine's body goes slack beneath me as she gives into my wandering hands.

"Celine." I say her name in the same feminine tone, and Dornan and Travis laugh.

It takes me one shove to push my boxers far enough down my legs that I can get my feet out. It takes a little longer for my fumbling hands to get Celine naked. While all that's happening, Travis loses his shirt and boots, leaving his dark jeans unbuttoned at the waist. Dornan drops most of his clothing, leaving only his gray boxers. Why he bothers, I have no idea. It's not like they're doinganything to cover his monster erection.

Jeez.

I know more about these guys' cocks than any straight man should know about another.

While Celine pretends to object to my frantic clothing removal, Travis asks me if I have anything to tie her up with. In my closet, I have precisely one black tie that I use for formals and team functions. If I had a funeral to go to, I'd use it for that, too. I have some longish socks somewhere. Oh, and a few belts.

"Belts," I grunt, waving in the direction.

Celine shakes her head. "Too hard. I don't want my wrists getting fucked up. "

"I only have one tie, and I don't want that getting fucked up, either."

Travis shrugs. "There are enough of us to hold her down."

"You could use her panties to tie her wrist together," Dornan suggests.

I have them balled in my hand. "They're wet. Sopping, even."

"And I'm not embarrassed about that in any way!" She laughs. "I mean, look at you guys. You're every woman's pussy-wetting dream. It's a miracle I'm not dehydrated."

"Jesus," I mutter as she wriggles beneath me. I want to get up inside her so badly, but it's Travis's turn to go first. Not that the order matters, but I don't want to be accused of being a selfish lover in any way.

I take Celine's panties, which are pink lace and barely there. They make a good tie for her dainty wrists and forcing her to keep her hands over her head stretches her pretty tits out perfectly.

"Travis, you're up, man."

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