Knights' Sinner
Muff groans. “Fuck, Addison, you’re makin’ me feel a little sick.”
“Hey,” she says, poking him in the chest. “You’re the one who got it on in front of him without asking first.”
I giggle, taking a sip of water to ease the burning in my throat. “Isn’t it embarrassing for you to whip it out and perform in front of someone else?”
Muff shrugs. “I got a cock, and I know how to use it. I’m confident of that. I focus on what I’m doing, the other guys focuses on what he’s doing.”
“Do you watch?” Addison says, wiggling her brows.
Muff shrugs. “It’s erotic to watch a woman screaming while getting fucked by another man, sure.”
“Ew, what if his willy touches you?” Addison groans.
Muff rolls his eyes at her. “It doesn’t fuckin’ touch you, princess. It’s perfectly timed.”
I’m quiet now, because the ache between my legs has intensified. I can’t help but think about what it would feel like to have two men inside me at once. I might be inexperienced, but the thought has everything inside me flaring to life. I cross my legs, trying to take away the insistent throbbing. Fuck. My body feels hot all over, and my fantasies are running wild. I recall this afternoon, when Jackson had two fingers inside me, how full I felt. Would it feel like that, but better?
“You’re flushing like a fuckin’ virgin, Serenity,” Muff laughs. “Havin’ some fantasies?”
Addi laughs. “Oh, Serenity, you aren’t thinking about it...are you?”
“What...no!”
“She so is!” Addi giggles.
“I’m not. I’m just...curious.”
Muff grins. “Curiosity is good...”
“Would you really consider it?” Addi asks seriously.
I shrug. “I don’t know...maybe I would. I’m more afraid it would hurt...I’ve never...”
“Had your ass fucked?” Muff snorts.
I glare at him. “Don’t be so vulgar about it!”
Addison laughs again, sliding another shot towards me. “I must say, while I’ve thought about it, I’m far too possessive. I couldn’t allow another woman in, so it would have to be two men, and there’s no way Cade would ever let that happen.”
I nod. “Fair point.”
“Jackson wouldn’t care...” Muff smirks.
“Shut up!”
“What wouldn’t I care about?”
I jump when I hear Jackson’s voice behind me. I don’t look at him, because I’m glaring at Muff in warning.
“Your little lady here is curious about threesomes.”
“I didn’t say that!” I cry.
“She so did,” Addison says, laughing at me.
My cheeks burn. “I’m going to kill you two!”
I feel Jackson put his hand on my shoulder, and squeeze gently.
“You two bugger off, leave her be.”
“Oh, daddy is going to convince her now...” Addison teases.
I know Jackson shoots her a look, because she backs down.
“Cranky old fool!” she grumbles, standing up.
“I love you baby, yeah?” he smirks at her, giving her that devilishly beautiful expression.
Her frown disappears, and she grins at him. “I love you too, old man. Now, come on Muff, let’s dance!”
Muff stands, and follows Addi out onto the dance floor. I can’t even look at Jackson when he sits down, gripping me and pulling me closer.
“You goin’ to stare at that shot all night?”
I shake my head.
“You embarrassed?”
I finally look up at him. “A little, I mean...I just can’t...”
“Can’t what?”
“Stop thinking about seeing you and Muff having sex with Kayla.”
“In a good way?”
His voice is growing husky. Damn.
“Well, I hate that she got to have sex with you, but yeah, in a good way.”
“You curious baby?”
“A little?”
“You know it ain’t something you can just jump into...”
“I know. I never said I wanted to, it’s fantasy is all.”
Jackson pulls me closer. “I could share you once, but once would be all.”
I shiver.
“Let me take you home, let me show you how it feels to have a cock deep inside your ass.”
I gasp, and turn. His green eyes are flaring with lust.
“You want two men to fuck you, darlin’, that’s how it goes.”
“I...I never said...”
“You want me to fuck you there?”
“I don’t...”
“You want my cock deep inside that pretty ass...”
“Oh god.”
“That a yes?”
“I...”
“Is. That. A. Yes?”
I nod frantically, not even sure why. “Yes.”
“Then let’s go.”
He lifts me out of the booth, and we wave goodbye to the other two. Addison does some sexy thrusting dance in our direction, to which Jackson groans and shakes his head.
“She’s yours,” I point out.
“Yeah,” he grunts. “I know.”
~*~*~*
SERENITY
“I’m scared,” I whimper, as Jackson slides his lips down my back.
“Don’t be,” he murmurs. “I got you.”