Chapter 3
THREE
KENNEDY
Five boxes now sat in the corner of the living room, tucked away where no one would fall over them. I recognised them as the boxes Ice carried past my office.
They were sealed with packing tape. Several layers of it. Whoever placed it there didn't want anyone peeling it off easily.
I scraped at a corner of tape with my fingernail, hoping to ease it off. It didn't budge. A good look at all the side of the boxes showed no labels saying where it was sent from or who sent it. Nothing to indicate what was in it.
Luckily, the smell of rotting flesh or blood wasn't coming from them. Bonus.
Of course, that didn't mean there wasn't something or someone dead inside, but they weren't dead recently.
"What are you doing?" Ice's voice made me jump and turn around.
"Nothing," I said innocently. "I'm curious about these boxes. You didn't think I wouldn't look, did you?"
He stalked toward me, smiling. "I knew you'd look. Has it crossed your mind those might be a decoy?"
I opened my mouth to say something, but closed it again. That hadn't occurred to me, but it should have. If anyone was going to put a distraction in plain sight, and be up to something where I couldn't see it, it'd be him.
"Did you?" I asked.
"Maybe I did. Maybe I didn't," he said evasively. "Do you know what patience is, little mouse?"
He hadn't called me that since the night we first encountered each other.
I'd slipped out of a ball to take a walk through the trees, only to accidentally stumble on him, Mannix and Ares killing a man.
I ran. For the longest time, I didn't realise it was them.
By the time I found out, I was terrified, but already head over heels for all three of them.
"I've heard it's a virtue. But I don't know if any of us knows too much about virtues," I said.
He couldn't argue with that. We weren't what you'd call 'law-abiding' much of the time.These days, I put my computer science skills to use making apps to extract people's information, or hacking into systems when Mannix needed me to.
I didn't get blood on my hands, but they were far from clean.
"You don't think I'm virtuous?" He stepped closer to me until our chests touched. "I have courage, hope, temperance and justice. Some people would say I'm charitable. Once in a while I let someone die sooner than I planned, so they aren't suffering any longer.
"Saint Isaac of Dusk Bay," I teased. "I have no idea why you haven't been given a sainthood."
He tilted his head, "That has a ring to it. I might suggest that to Mannix. He never can say no to me."
"Ha! I have a feeling he'll say no to that.” I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him in for a kiss.
Ice and Mannix were also lovers, but Mannix had no control over things like sainthoods. Not that I knew of anyway. If he did, he might give himself one. He was at least as qualified as Ice.
"I'll have to sweet talk him," Ice said it reasonably. "In the meantime…" He slipped his hands up the back of my shirt, working it up and over my head.
"I missed you while you were out."
"You miss me when I've been out of sight for two minutes," I pointed out, while he unhooked my bra.
"Very true." He slid my bra straps down my arms and let it drop to the floor. "I get withdrawal symptoms if I'm away from these for too long." He cupped my breasts, palming my nipples until they were hard.
"I missed this.” I rubbed the heel of my hand over his rapidly growing erection and gave it a squeeze.
"He misses you when he's not inside you." He wriggled his hips when I started to push his track pants down.
His cock sprang free, hard and proud, red with blood.
Ice gently pressed me down to the carpet beside the pile of boxes and hooked his fingers around the top of my shorts. With one pull, he had them and my panties down my legs and off my feet.
"Did you see people fucking at Flirt?" he asked.
"I did," I whispered. "I tried not to look, but…"
"But you couldn't help yourself?" He ran his hand up the inside of my thigh. "There's nothing wrong with looking. Did watching them make you wet?"
"A little bit," I admitted. "Not as much as this." His touch never failed to set my body on fire, not even after all these years.
"Hmm, interesting." he said slowly. "Did you see anyone dancing?"
"Yeah," I said slowly.
His fingers were dangerously close to my clit. Without thinking, my legs dropped open, exposing my pussy to him.
"Was that how they made you feel?" he asked softly. "Like you wanted to open your legs and be watched? There's nothing to be ashamed of. It's perfectly natural. Yours is the most beautiful body I've ever seen. I bet anything they'd line up around the block to see you "
"I don't want to be seen by them," I said. "I only want to be seen by you." Him, Mannix and Ares.
"I don't want anyone else to see you either, but imagining them looking makes me hard." He circled my pussy with his knuckle. Careful to stay away from my clit. Teasing until my body was twisting and turning, trying to find his hand.
"Imagining you slowly taking off your clothes and throwing them on the stage. Gripping that pole with both of your hands and kneeling, opening yourself up so they can see everything. Them watching and getting hard. Wishing they could stick their cock into you. Knowing they can't touch you."
He slid his hand down my thigh. Across to the other one and up. Over my stomach. As if somehow he wasn't allowed to touch me either.
“Ice," I said softly. "Please."
"Should I make you dance for me?" he asked. "I might buy you some tassels and a bikini. One of those gold ones with a G-string. Or maybe silver."
I choked a laugh. "Tassels?"
"Mm-hmm," he agreed. He moved his hand up to tease my nipple with the pad of his thumb. "They'd dangle from right here,"
"Is this a fantasy I didn't know about?" I asked.
He hummed his agreement. "Sort of. I'm always up for trying new things." He leaned down to take my nipple between his lips and sucked. "Some tried and true things too."
His hand moved back down my body. Between my legs. A couple of his fingers brushed over my clit, making me shiver.
"You're always so responsive," he said approvingly. "Always ready for me."
"You're always ready for me," I said with a sly smile. I let my hand wander down to wrap around his cock, stroking him softly.
"Accurate," he said with a moan. "Your touch is always perfection," He rolled his hips, pushing himself into my hand a couple of times.
"No, yours," I said as he slipped a finger inside me, stroking carefully and gently so the heel of his hand was rubbing my clit.
"We might have to call it a tie," he closed his eyes and pushed into my hand a couple more times. Reluctantly, he slid out of my grip but turned us around so my pussy was in front of his face.
Carefully, he grabbed my hips and manoeuvred me over his mouth. His cock below my chin. He had me shivering with one long stroke of his tongue across my clit.
I moaned and licked my way around the head of his cock, tasting his pre-cum before wrapping my lips around him and sucking.
"Fuck, yeah," he groaned and swiped his tongue over my clit again.
He worked a couple of fingers inside me, stroking while he licked. If he wasn't careful, he'd have me coming in moments.
I focused on teasing him with my tongue and lips, sucking and stroking his balls with my fingers. Letting my blood cool for a few moments before he heated it again with his expert touch. I hummed around his cock, my hips rolled, rocking against his mouth.
"Come for me," he said, his voice muffled by my pussy.
I pulled my mouth off his cock long enough to say, "If you come for me," before sucking again.
His hips rolled too, grinding against my mouth, thrusting between my lips.
Almost in unison, we both came, our bodies becoming still, pleasure washing us away. Him spilling his release into my mouth.
I went on sucking for a minute or two before I pulled my mouth back from his cock and swallowed down every drop.
"You're always incredible," he whispered as he kissed the insides of my thighs.
"No, you," I rolled as carefully so he was lying beside me, his hip next to my cheek. "I love you."
"I love you more." He kissed my stomach before turning himself around and kissing my mouth, letting me taste myself on his lips. "I'm not going to tell you what's in those boxes, though. You'll have to wait and see."
"Tease," I said jokingly.
"Never." He grinned. "But I think I just heard the Christmas tree delivery truck."
I let out a squeak, leapt up and started to pull my clothes back on.