Chapter 30 X
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“I’ve been thinking about it, and I think I can be gay for you two.”
Whip raised his head from the other bed that he and Levi had moved to once Violet had fallen into an exhausted sleep. She hadn’t even stirred when they’d switched and I’d gotten back into the sex scented sheets.
I hadn’t minded. I had her, and that was all I had cared about.
Whip frowned. “What exactly do you mean by that?”
I cuddled Violet closer, my head propped up on two pillows so I could see Whip over her shoulder. “I’ve been thinking about it for a while, and I think I can be gay for the two of you.”
Levi shifted so he was up on one forearm. “I don’t think that’s how it works…”
I frowned at him. “You don’t think I can be gay for you?”
“I don’t think I have any idea what you mean by that.” Levi’s brow was pinched. “I haven’t had coffee yet, so I think you should probably explain.”
I shrugged. “The four of us are a thing, right? We all mess around with Violet. You two mess around with each other. Seems unfair that I’m also not a part of that.”
Whip eyed me. “So you’re saying you want me to kiss you?”
I wrinkled my nose on instinct, then deliberately tried to smooth it out before they noticed. “Yes. Sure. I love kissing.”
Whip seemed skeptical.
Levi picked up the line of questioning. “Okay, kissing is one thing, but are you saying you want us to blow you?”
The idea of Whip or Levi down on their knees in front of me did absolutely nothing but shrivel my morning erection. But hey, they seemed to like when they did it to each other, and getting your dick wet was getting your dick wet, right?
I nodded. “Blow jobs are great. Love those.”
Laughter flickered at the corner of Whip’s mouth. “Come over here then.”
I faltered. “Uh, like, right now?”
Levi nodded. “Sure. Come over here and get in the middle of us.” He reached down between him and Whip.
I couldn’t see him gripping his cock, but it was pretty obvious that was what he was doing.
None of us had put on clothes, there were no barriers between us.
Levi scooched back and patted the space he’d made.
Now I very much could see his cock, hard just like Whip and I were.
At least, I had been. My morning erection had been happy as Larry nestled up against Violet’s curvy ass. At the idea of swapping beds, it wanted to run away screaming.
But hey, maybe I’d like it once I tried it? My mother had always said that to me about vegetables. “How will you know you don’t like it if you never try it?”
And I didn’t like the challenging look on Levi’s face.
He thought I was going to back out.
So I untangled myself from around Violet and got up, crossing the room.
Crawling in between two big, very naked men was about as comfortable as a root canal.
I settled down in the middle of them, lying on my back with my arms crossed over my chest like I was in a coffin.
Because that’s kinda what this felt like.
Death.
How the hell could I be so into Violet and so…
not into the two of them? But she liked them.
They liked each other. Maybe Levi had super-tasting spunk and it was the secret to eternal youth.
There had to be something good about it.
I’d watched Violet and Whip suck him off enough, and they both seemed into it.
And Whip was all right, I supposed. If the whole silver fox thing did it for you and you didn’t think of him as a father figure…
I closed my eyes. Maybe I could just pretend they were Violet. That would work. At the very thought of her my dick got hard again, and my brain started screaming that I was very much on the wrong side of the room and needed to get my ass—and my dick—back to her immediately.
But I’d committed to this, and now it was going to happen.
I was going to have sex with men.
Yep.
That was definitely happening. And I was definitely one-hundred-percent happy about it.
Or maybe like. Ninety percent.
I mean, definitely at least thirty percent.
“Let the blow jobs commence!” I raised my hands like I was a music conductor at a symphony.
Whip trailed a finger down my chest.
I fought the urge to punch him.
He circled my belly button. “Why bother with blow jobs? Let’s go right to the good stuff. Roll over.”
Oh fuck. I had bitten off way more than I could chew. But I wasn’t going to admit that to them.
I rolled over and clenched my ass cheeks so tight it would have taken a crowbar to get them open.
I thought I heard Levi laugh, but I was so fixated on my buns of steel that I couldn’t be sure.
“Relax, X,” Whip soothed in a voice I’d never heard from him before but absolutely did not like the sound of. “We’ll warm you up. Fingers only at first.”
Oh, that was so much better than them just diving in dick first.
Not.
“Breathe,” Levi coached.
That was a good idea. I panted like I was in a birthing class. Short, sharp breaths.
Someone’s finger touched my asshole.
I jumped a mile and leaped off the bed. “Not gay! Definitely not gay!” I clutched my behind like it was on fire.
Whip, Violet, and Levi all dissolved into hysterical laughter.
It was Whip who practically drawled, “Yeah, you don’t say?”
I glared at him. “You knew I wasn’t gay for you?”
“You’re about as straight as an arrow, but who am I to tell you you can’t explore?”
My butt cheeks were so clenched they could have snapped a pencil in two. “I explored. Lost my map. Maybe got eaten by a lion. Which, by the way, would be preferable to either of you ever touching my ass again.”
Levi had tears of laughter watering his eyes. “Noted. But fuck, that was funny.”
I scowled at him, but I was saved by the bell when message tones started going off on our phones.
Levi, Whip, and I all went quiet.
Whip swore under his breath. “They’re the group phones, aren’t they?”
I was the closest to our bags, so I pulled mine out and read the message, my blood running cold. “We need to go back.” I looked up at them, my lips pressed into a thin line, all traces of laughter gone. “Another letter has been delivered.”