Page 15 of Fourplay & Fatalities

Avi had his hand in his pants, but Felix could tell he was stroking himself as well.

They did appreciate a good show.

Felix dipped his head to suck at Zane’s nipple, moaning at the sharp tang of his skin.

“Bite it,” Asa rasped.

Felix did as Asa asked, then tugged at it for good measure, his cock throbbing when Zane cried out. He soothed the wounded flesh with his tongue before giving the other nipple the same treatment.

“You like that, Lois?” Asa asked, his breath quickening.

Zane turned hazy eyes to the screen. “Yes. But I want you.”

“I’ll be there,” Asa grunted. “Now, be a good boy and pay attention.”

Zane’s lids fluttered, then he turned that needy gaze back to Felix.

Asa just had that hold over him. It was crazy to watch. Felix had never believed in the idea of an incubus until he saw the near-magical chokehold Asa had on Zane.

It was sexy as fuck.

“Take his pants off, kitten,” Avi said.

Felix sat back. “Lift up for me.”

Zane did as he was told. He always did. He was good like that. That was what made Asa so feral. Felix got that. While there was power in submission, there was a thrill in controlling another person that was hard to explain.

Felix knew that thrill intimately. He felt it every time he was with Avi. Avi was a vicious, unrepentant monster, but he bowed to Felix.

Only to Felix.

There was nothing more powerful than that. But Felix didn’t abuse his power. He couldn’t say the same about Asa. Asa was a sadist in the purest sense of the word. You couldn’t just hand over that kind of power to someone like him and not expect repercussions.

Those repercussions were written all over Zane’s body.

And Felix found it kind of beautiful, no different from the scars he’d left on Avi with his blade.

With Zane naked, Felix began to kiss his bruises. The fingerprint-shaped bruises on his neck. The purple one shaped almost like a heart just over his right nipple. The marks Asa had left on Zane’s hips when he’d gripped him tight to pound into him.

The bite-mark scar on his shoulder.

“You’re so pretty,” Felix said.

Zane was already so far gone. “No, you are.”

“Now, you,” Asa said. “Get him naked, Lois.”

Zane sat up, reaching for the hem of Felix’s shirt and pulling it up and over his head before tossing it off the bed. Then he kissed Felix’s rib cage, even as his hands went for the waistband of his sweatpants.

He dragged them down to mid-thigh, but not all the way off, stopping to grab Felix’s ass and place another kiss on his hip.

Felix clenched his hands in Zane’s curls, resisting the urge to force his head down, to press his cock between his lips and fuck into his throat.

Zane’s mouth was perfect. Hot and tight. And he always moaned and whined when he was being used like that. But that was against the rules when Asa and Avi were gone.

“Suck him, Lois. Look how bad he’s aching for your mouth,” Asa growled.

Zane looked to Felix and then to the screen. “But I thought…”