Dead Drop (The Guild #2)(87)
Kai scowled but didn’t move. His whole body radiated with tension, and the veins in his forearms jumped as he clenched his fists. No doubt he was picturing wrapping them around Leon’s throat and squeezing until his head popped off.
His gaze bored into me like laser beams. “I’ve got something important that I need to discuss with Danny,” he snapped. “Now.”
With a hum, I pulled back and let Leon slip out of my mouth, wrapping my hand around him instead. “Kai, baby, I’m sure you wouldn’t appreciate it if I left a job like this unfinished on you.”
His teeth clenched so hard I could see his jaw twitch. It gave me an evil idea.
“You wanna talk?” I tipped my head to the side, holding his gaze as my hand stroked Leon’s hard cock right beside my face.
Kai gave a short nod. “It’s important.”
I flashed a smile. “Then I want you to come over here and get your dick out. We can talk once you’ve blown your load down my throat.”
His eyes widened. “What? No, I’m—”
“Then be a peach,” Leon drawled, “and shut the fuck up until I’m done.” He slapped my hand away and shoved his cock back into my mouth, cutting off any more conversation. It was all kinds of tempting to laugh, but given the girth of Leon’s cock was almost cutting my oxygen with each inward thrust, I figured giggling was a bad idea.
Kai cursed and ran a frustrated hand over his face, then spun on his heel to walk away.
“Oh well, I guess he doesn’t want to fight for you after all, mon cœur.” Leon was grinning like a maniac, his thrusts slower as he let me suck him and work him over with my tongue.
Whether he was serious or deliberately taunting Kai, I wasn’t sure. But it sure as hell worked.
Kai spun back around with a furious snarl and strode across to us, ignoring the dead man behind me as he unzipped his pants.
I eagerly reached for him, groaning when I felt how hard he already was. He could act horrified all he liked, but he’d clearly been turned on watching me suck Leon’s dick. His hips rocked as I wrapped my fingers around him, stroking firmly. Finally. Finally, I could get a good comparison.
Jerking my head free of Leon’s grip, I did a quick dick swap. My hand wrapped around Leon’s saliva-wet shaft, and my lips closed over Kai’s fleshy tip as he gave a startled gasp.
Hmm, I could get used to this.
Neither one of the guys spoke as I had my little dick feast, swapping back and forth between them at my own leisure. The only sounds in the room were the slick sounds of my mouth and hands on their cocks and their heavy breathing as I dragged them both closer to climax. Oh, and the wet drip of blood from the dead guy’s blown out head.
Leon came first, emptying himself into my throat with a couple of forceful thrusts. Then I immediately swapped back to Kai, my hands gripping his hips as my mouth slid up and down his shaft and my cheeks hollowed.
When I felt him start to thicken, I released him from my mouth and sat back with my tongue out while my fist pumped his shaft. He grunted a curse as he came, hot jets of cum splattering across my lips, tongue and chin.
“Fuck.” He uttered that word with wonder, staring dumbfounded as I licked my lips and swallowed his load. Then he frowned like he was seeing the dead guy for the first time. “What the fuck happened here?”
Leon gave a chuckle, his pants already fixed up. Apparently, they were just going to pretend that hadn’t happened, but it was better than them trying to kill each other, so that was progress in my mind.
I climbed back to my feet and grimaced at the blood on my knees. “I went to see Sabine,” I explained, taking the dishcloth that Leon offered me to firstly wipe my chin, then clean up my knees. “She’s a friend who lives here in Shadow Grove. Anyway, this dead-shit attacked her while I was busy.”
Kai shot me a narrow-eyed look, and I shrugged.
“What was your important information?” Leon prompted, coming over to me and wrapping his arms around my waist. He might have been taunting Kai about fighting for me, but he sure as shit wasn’t leaving things to chance. With an effortless lift, he sat me up on the edge of the kitchen counter and reached under my skirt to pull my panties down.
“What the fuck are you doing?” Kai snapped, catching my panties when Leon flicked them over his shoulder.
Leon gave me a is this guy for real kind of look, then pushed my skirt up around my waist. “It’s called having manners, meathead.” He slid his index finger inside me, and I moaned, pushing forward into his hand. “Honestly, mon cœur, say the word and I’ll kill him.”
I moaned again, rocking my hips as he pushed another finger into my cunt. Blowing them both already had me so worked up I was already right on the edge of an orgasm. “No,” I groaned, grabbing a handful of Leon’s short hair as he knelt in front of me. “You can’t kill him.” My eyes locked with Kai’s. “I like him.”
Leon gave a grunt of disagreement. “Questionable taste, DeLuna,” he muttered, then flicked my clit with his tongue, and I shuddered with a sharp wave of pleasure.
There was no doubt in my mind, if I hadn’t explicitly told Leon not to kill Kai, he’d have done it already. Sharing me wasn’t sitting comfortably for him, for either of them, and it was only a temporary measure. Sooner or later, I’d have to make a choice. They’d force me to. I could sense it coming.