8:11 PM, March 19th, 20XX; AST Time

  “(In Japanese) What is it, Kazuhito? There better be a good reason as to why you’re calling me at 9 am, I’ve yet to have my tea.” Father muttered, his voice still sleepy. I could have waited until he was more awake, but I know the man; he always listens the best if there’s a cup of tea in one hand and my mother’s hand in the other.

  “(In Japanese) Well, that’s precisely why I called. I need to speak to you.” I lounged by the pool as I watched the others enjoy a few drinks by the dinner table. Airla was still close to Asha, her head on her shoulder as they spoke to Ken and Kurenai.

  “(In Japanese) About the artist, I’m sure.”

  I scoffed, I wasn’t surprised at him being aware of Airla’s existence. Everything I did, even if I thought he wouldn’t get a whiff of it, he did. I was his only son and the next in line to take his place, so I understood the watchful eye, no one said it couldn't annoy me.

  “(In Japanese) You’re quick.”

  “(In Japanese) I have to be. Don’t think Ryoma didn’t show me your expenses from the last two weeks. What could you have possibly spent $20,000 on in a single day?”

  “(In Japanese) You’re asking as if Ryoma didn’t give you the proper rundown.”

  “(In Japanese) I would prefer to hear it from your mouth.”

  “(In Japanese) Father, please. That’s barely a reason for me to waste my breath, you’re acting as if we didn’t make that back within the same day.”

  “(In Japanese) Just because you don’t see a limit to our money, doesn’t mean there isn’t one. Keep going the way you’re going and my grandchildren will have to end up working, unlike their father.” I rolled my eyes, for a family worth 8.88 billion yen, the fact that he cared for every single dollar spent was an annoyance like no other. To have the assumption that I’d let my child work, that’s funny.

  “(In Japanese) Can we please stick to the conversation at hand, children are very far from my radar right now.”

  “(In Japanese) Alright then, speak.”

  Father could be so linear sometimes, it truly astounded me how someone like my mother found a perfect match in someone like him. Then again, who knows what my future kid might think of me and their mother. Sighing, I caught eyes with Airla who turned back to smile at me. Smiling back, I felt the ease I needed to talk.

  “(In Japanese) I plan to tell her about everything. About the family, my role in it and the expectations I have. I know that doing that means I’d have to bring her in front of you and the elders, but…I really believe I found the one.”

  There was a very unsettling silence from his side, a sigh after.

  “(In Japanese) About fucking time.” I was taken aback by my father’s expletive, he usually was one to keep his vocabulary clean as a whistle, the only times I ever heard him swear were during the times I’d sneak into his office as a kid when he was a Patriarch or when in times of distress. This was not either of those times. I didn’t know what to say, but I wasn’t going to leave the man in silence.

  “(In Japanese) I’d ask why that’s your response, but…”

  “(In Japanese) Because you’re about to be 30 years old and have no prospects of marriage or settling down. For a good minute there, I thought you were just going to come out to me instead.”

  “(In Japanese) Damn, would that have been better or worse?

  “(In Japanese) It wouldn’t be either of those things. Who you choose to love doesn’t affect me or your mother in any way. Why do you think I haven’t put an end to your relationship with Ken?”

  “(In Japanese) There isn’t a relationship between Ken and I, we just…mess around.” Okay maybe that was a lie, father had no business knowing that.

  “(In Japanese) The sky must not be green* if you think I’m going to believe that. Anyways, when are you bringing her?”

  Wait, no pushback? Was I hearing that correctly? No fuckin’ way I was hearing that right.

  “(In Japanese) Hold on, you’re just going to move on from the Ken thing and go straight to asking me when I’m bringing her?”

  “(In Japanese) Why would I do anything else? Whether I approve of this woman or not, you’re still going to be with her to spite me and the elders. I might as well accept her and hope that you do stick to your word about her being the one.”

  “She is.” I chose to forgo using my father’s tongue, my mother’s tongue usually meant that I was serious.

  “(In Japanese) Well, I’m sure my men will let me know when you’re on your way to introduce her to us. Have a good weekend and if you’re going to commit any salaciousness on the plane; foot the bill for the cleaning this time.”

  “I’ll do that. Thanks dad.”

  “No problem. Treat her right, every woman deserves that.”

  “No need to tell me twice.”

  I smiled as I hung up, I could never say my father didn’t love me. Was he good at showing it? Not at all, but his actions were absolutely louder than his words. That alone made me proud to be his son.

  9:34 PM;

  After my conversation with my father and dinner with the rest of the group; I whisked Airla away from everyone to talk. She had held up her end of the bargain, so now it was time for me to do the same. Leaving the group inside, we made our way to the infinity pool, shedding our clothes and jumping in. Did I have plans to please that woman until her toes curled?

  Yes, yes I did.

  Pulling her in for a hug, she wrapped her arms around my neck as we floated in the pool, her soft skin glistening under the moonlight. We shared a few light kisses before I pulled away, they weren’t necessary, but fuck, they were needed.

  “How was your phone call? You looked very consumed with whoever you were speaking to.”

  “I was talking to my father. Well, not talking. Informing.”

  “What were you informing him about exactly?”

  “Telling you.”

  It took her a second to make the connection, her brows going up in surprise when she figured out what I meant. Putting her hands in my hair, she yanked it slightly, a muffled moan from me.

  “Just answer one thing for me first.”

  “Sure.”

  “How many people have you killed?”

  Well that’s a hell of a question, I wasn’t going to lie to her. I just needed to rack my brain to get a proper number.

  “Give or take, I’d say about 300? Maybe closer to 400.”

  “I’m sorry, how many?” Her eyes largely widened, a reasonable reaction; but that was it. No freak out, no pull away. Her hands, still in my hair.

  “300 to 400, not all of them being done personally, of course.”

  “Hm. Well that sure satiates my curiosity. Glad to know my assumption was right on the dot.”

  “I’m sorry?”

  “When I had asked you the question of how long you were going to play me for stupid, it wasn’t a rhetorical question. I already had a bit of a suspicion of you, I just wanted to know how long you were going to keep it from me.”

  “What exactly is that suspicion?”

  “Either you’re involved in the Yakuza or something similar, at least that’s what I got from Ikuto’s phone.”

  “Fuck, baby. Right on the fuckin’ money, god I could kiss you.” I ignored the rest about Ikuto, I didn’t want to talk or think of that motherfucker right now.

  “It’s Yakuza, isn’t it?”

  “Exactly that. I was on the phone earlier with my Chairman, letting him know I was going to tell you.”

  “Chairman being your father I assume?”

  “Mhm.”

  “Ah. Okay. Wow.” Her reaction to being told that I was a part of the Yakuza was very calm, a little chilling. There was no big reaction, no pulling away. As if she wasn’t scared of me or anything. I truly did not know what to expect.

  “You’re aware that you’ll have to meet my parents and elders, right?”

  “I am.”

  “I’m sorry, your reaction is so…minuscule. I was truly expecting a bigger reaction than this.”

  “How do you want me to react? The only thing I want right now is to get fucked mercilessly until I can’t think straight. My fucking boyfriend is in the Yakuza. Is it scary? Absolutely. But you know what else it is?”

  “What?”

  “So fucking hot.”

  ??

  I remember the first time I had sex. It was with an disliked fellow from my hometown, my papi wasn’t fond of him. My mami, even more so. He was bad, crass, arrogant…but the mystique that engulfed him was the reason I would find myself sneaking away from my father’s watchful eye and in his bed. I ended up finding out he was in a gang; that only revved up my father to truly keep him away from me. I’d say he was the one that made me a little nympho.

  That’d be giving him too much credit, though.

  The credit I can give him though?

  My fascination with dangerous men.

  I was determined to feel that rush again, which was why I got into sex work. And I received it, but it always left me and then I’d be back to square one. But no, not anymore. No more chasing the rush. No more neediness, no more unsatisfying nights with men who have destroyed others. No more wanting, no more desperation. Just pure, unadulterated bliss. I was to be the woman of a powerful fucking man. To be served and cared for by him, showered by his wealth and glamour. I was to have the world at the palm of my hand and all I had to do was be pretty, suck a dick and exist.

  Talking about sucking dick, I was right where I needed to be. Right in between Kazu’s legs, his hand in my hair and his eyes following me as I sucked to my heart’s content. He was just as focused on me as I was on him, those amber eyes of his narrowed as he would bite his lip when I would go deep. Such a gorgeous, gorgeous man who wanted to be all mine. I didn’t have to imagine fucking him, I just could whenever I wanted because he was mine. I could finally be possessive the way I was meant to be.

  Was I meant to be with a dangerous man to get what I wanted?

  I guess I was.

  I pulled back, his cock still in my hand as I grinned at him and approached his face; “I want you to fuck every single one of my holes.” I demanded, a grin forming slowly on his face as his hands picked me up, straddling him. With a lick of his lips, he approached my ear, biting the lobe as he rubbed me on his cock, the wetness of me evident of the need for him. “I can fuckin’ do that.” Sliding in, my eyes slightly rolled, the feeling of him perfect, like a puzzle piece. He held me well as I bounced on him, my hands in his hair as I held on; my moans right in his ear to let him know great of a job he was doing. Time truly slowed, the way his hand would hold the crook of my back as I would take control sometimes, the sound of us just filling up the room, which happened to be the pool house that was secluded on the property. Meaning, I could be as loud as I damn well pleased. I threw my head back as he fucked me hard and well, a reminder that I was to be his, to stand beside him and not behind, to take this world by the fucking balls together, without penitence.

  10:46 PM

  We only stopped to take a break to give me some reprieve, the idea of being fucked mercilessly a great idea but only slightly unrealistic as even fuckers like us need a moment to breath. Kazu stayed busy, his mouth occupied with my pussy. Even if I needed a minute, he was willing to keep going to satiate his carnal needs. His hand gripped my thighs as he held me open, his long and slender fingers such a contrast on my dark skin. That was the beauty of Kazuhito. He blurred the line of reality and fantasy for me. With him, I could walk around without the fear of bigotry, his presence a blanket of protection that not many people were blessed with, especially if their skin was gorgeously dark or darker than mine. I felt his tongue by my ass, a surprise to me even though I had initially offered it to him. I wanted him in there yes, but I still wanted something…more.

  “Can I request something of you?”

  He mumbled as he continued, affirmation to speak.

  “I want to follow up on what was spoken about in regards to you, Ken and Kurenai.” His head popped up suddenly, his mouth still wet from me. He knew exactly what I meant.

  “Pass me that phone on the bedside table.”

  ??

  Nai and I were outside by ourselves, Asha having retired to bed after Kazu and Airla disappeared. I had an idea on why, I wasn’t going to make an assumption though. My phone rang in my pocket, there were only so many people who would call me at this time, so I picked it up without hesitation only to be greeted to the sound of Airla that I had admittedly missed since spending time with her. I assumed it could’ve been a butt dial, but the number on my screen told me it was coming from inside the house.

  “Airla would like for you and Kure-Chan to join us.” Kazu’s voice was gruff, evident of whatever vulgarity he was currently involved in. I wasn’t going to lie, it was enticing.

  “Is this an order or a request?”

  “I don’t know, baby girl, what do you think? An order or a request?” He asked her, another moan from her, Nai’s attention now consumed by curiosity.

  “An o-order…!” Another moan right after, my cock twinging. I swear I thought I had self control, apparently that was gone when it came to her. I sighed, taking Nai by the hand as I headed for the pool house, it was the only place I would assume they were.

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  “We’ll be there in a minute.” I hung up, placing my phone in my pocket before I pulled Nai for a kiss. She stepped back a bit, surprised but not against it.

  “What are they requesting of us?”

  “The bargain. The reason why we’re here in the first place.”

  “…Oh. I’m assuming they’re inviting us into their session?”

  “Not an invitation, an order.”

  “Mm, those are always fun…” We shared a small kiss, nothing too intense as there was a possibility that we were both going to be pulled away by either of them. I by Airla as I still owed her a kiss.

  “I’m sure they’ll appreciate your enthusiasm.”

  “Find yours, Kentaro. I plan to indulge in both of them, I’ve been meaning to since they made their agreement.”

  “You always manage to surprise me, don’t you?”

  “Mhm.” She walked off, her long black locks swinging side to side. I sighed, rolling my neck and shoulders. I was in for a treat tonight it seems.

  11:11 PM

  Nai pulled me into the pool house, the sounds of Airla filling it out as we stood in the living room for a minute, no one just walks into sex without a breath, I don’t care who you are. Nai went for my shirt, slowly unbuttoning it as we focused on Airla’s whimpers, moans, and grunts. Somehow we both had sonically engaged with her and didn’t want to focus on any other sound that wasn’t her. Nai was quiet as she got to the last button, a sigh before she trailed her hands up my chest and pulled my shirt off.

  “I want you to look at me while you fuck her, understood?”

  “Is that all you’re asking of me or am I to expect more?”

  “Let’s see how this goes first, who knows what I’ll think up.” She went for my belt, holding for a minute as I lifted her chin and went in for another kiss. Her kisses were truly divine, a small difference from Airla’s soft kisses. If I could lay there and get kissed by both of them, I honestly wouldn’t mind. I helped her with her clothes, which her preference for going braless made her easy to undress. A swift removal of her silk shirt and cotton slacks and she was in her undergarments as I followed her the same. Taking my hand, she led me to the bathroom first, where hands were washed and dried before anything, and then to the bedroom where we stood in front of the door, each taking a breath before finally opening that damned door.

  ??

  We were greeted to a rather vulgar sight, Airla in full display for anyone who would’ve dared open this door. Thankfully we were happily invited and just as excited, at least I was. Kazu had her petite frame in the full Nelson position, purposefully facing the door. Airla was drunk with pleasure, her body glistening with sweat.

  “Well look who finally decided to join us, baby girl. Isn’t. That. Wonderful.” He thrusted with each pause, those amber eyes of his filled with mischief. Any other time, I would’ve awkwardly stood there, but I soon left Ken’s hand and joined them, taking a grip of Airla’s neck as Kazu plunged on. I thought of her little comment back when we first laid together, it felt fitting to use it back on her.

  “Go on, Airla. Show us how to please you.” I kissed her neck as she whimpered between Kazu and I, my other hand taking her breast and getting a taste of her sweet and salty skin. She slightly giggled, the heat between us increasing as Ken finally made his way to us and stood behind Kazu, his hand going on his neck as he took his attention away for a kiss. I shared a kiss with Airla, her eyes glazed over as she came on Kazu’s cock, the intensity of it causing him to pop out. I could’ve been nice enough to help him back in, but her attention was mine for the time being. Kazu let go of her, giving me the chance to take her from his arms and whisk her to the bed. I sat back, my legs inviting as she sat in between and laid back on me, her legs soon opening as she allowed me to fondle her even more so. Her eyes were on Kazu as he was distracted, cheeks warm as I took her face and whispered in her ear.

  “He’s prettier with a cock in his ass, would you like to see him?”

  “N-not yet, I don’t want him tired out…yet.”

  “Then tell me, what do you want him to do? I’ll talk while you…enjoy.” I slid a finger into her, her head falling back on me and I pumped my finger in and out of her. She was soaking wet, the slickness of her a joy to feel as she shuddered under me, whimpers included.

  “…I want you, I want Ken, I want Kazu. Just fuck me, please.”

  “Boys…you heard her, get over here.” Ken pulled back from his kiss, turning to face us as Kazu did the same. Amber and grey eyes stared back for a moment before heading towards us. Standing over us, Kazu smirked, Ken’s demeanor was as it always was during sex, quiet and demanding. I smirked as I continued causing her to melt, her hands reaching for either man. I allowed her the chance to indulge in both of them, still inside her as she would suck one of them for a few minutes, then switch to the other; her greediness evident. I was honestly mesmerized by the view of it all, how vulgar such a sweet face could be. Kazu gripped her hair, pulling her back.

  “Tell us, how are we to fill you up?”

  “However you damn well please, just do so.” She replied back, my own heat starting to soak through my underwear. How could I go back to anything less? Pulling my fingers out of her, I let her get consumed by the only two men I’d ever truly love.

  ??

  I let Ken pick me up as Kurenai released her hold on me. I still had my kiss to be given and I wasn’t about to let another hour pass without getting what was rightfully mine. Letting his strong arms carry me, he slipped inside swiftly; the sensation causing me to throw my head back as he took the reins of fucking me from Kazu. I was a blubbering mess as I melted in his grip, my nails digging into his neck as his hand squeezed my ass and he bounced me on his cock. Kurenai and Kazu both stood behind me as they worked together to leave an array of love bites on my neck, my chest and any bit of skin they could reach. I was completely incoherent, nothing but moans and whimpers leaving my lips. Ken took notice of that, occupying me with more kisses as he plunged deeper and deeper into me.

  “Get her on the bed, Kentaro. She did mention wanting all her holes filled.” Kazu’s smoky voice ordered, my body held tightly by Ken as he sat back on the bed and positioned me for a sensation that I usually would only fantasize about. The only time I had been in this position was in my early 20’s, in college and wild. It was an experience I certainly enjoyed, but I only wanted to give that chance to men who deserved it.

  These two gorgeous, dangerous men…? Yeah, they could have every single hole of mine that they wanted. I waited with anticipation as Kazu positioned himself behind while Kurenai found herself taking a seat on Ken’s face and pulling me for kisses to distract from the inevitable and slight pain that anal involves. Unsurprisingly for Kazu, he had lube stashed in the bedside table and assured to prep me the best he could before sliding in slowly and causing me to cry out, not of pain; but of the overload of bliss I was feeling.

  I was sufficiently filled. My voice cracked as Kazu would slowly fuck me, a grip on my ass as he kept in mind the tightness of me. Kurenai would hold me as I melted in between them, her own pleasure building up as she rocked her hips on Ken’s face.

  “Aren’t you both so pretty? I wish Ken could see you.” Kazu grinned, his hand going around my neck again as he pushed in deeper, a tear forming at the corner of my eye as the sensation overloaded my senses. Kurenai chuckled slightly, her face flushed as she fell to the side after her orgasm, giving Ken the chance to finally breathe.

  “While I appreciate the sentiment of inclusion, I wasn’t finished with my meal, Nai.” He exclaimed in a gruff voice, his pretty face wet with Kurenai.

  “Give me a moment, darling. I don’t want to tire out too fast, 2 orgasms back to back is a bit much.” I giggled at Kurenai’s retort, a small distraction from my existence at hand. She sat up, focused on me as she grinned. “Besides, watching Airla in the middle of you two is a good way to give me reprieve.”

  “Well, why don’t you take a breather and enjoy yourself?” Ken sat up, his cock going deeper as Kazu’s did the same. I had no words to muster, I could think them clearly, but speak them? Nothing. I was a mess as they tag teamed on me, syncing their tempos together to fuck me senselessly. Kurenai followed up on Kazu’s suggestion, her eyes focused on me as I became theirs, individually and intricately.

  ??

  2:03 AM; March 20th, 20XX

  I wasn’t done, but Airla absolutely looked like she was getting to her limits. As Ken and I had tag teamed on her, she had sufficiently…exploded. The bed? Soaked. She was a mess in the most painstakingly beautiful way. Kure-Chan got hers eventually, allowing Ken to have his way with her as I hyper focused on Airla for a lingering moment. Splayed on the bed, Airla laid on me as we watched our two long haired beauties in heat. Why bother watching porn when it was right in front of you? Why bother reading a love story when it was unfolding right before your eyes?

  I knew how Ken felt about Kure-Chan. I was fully aware that his feelings for her probably went deeper than his feelings for me, that he saw a future with her just as I saw a future with Airla and that I would have to eventually let him go, but did he want to leave? Would he ever leave? I didn’t have to bother answering that by how his eyes would focus on mine as held Kure-Chan’s hair out the way and sucked on her neck.

  I don’t think I had to worry about him leaving.

  Airla took me in for a kiss again, her break sufficient as she climbed on me again and took it upon herself to slide me back into her warmth and ride me like the pretty cowgirl that she is. Her and Kure-Chan seemed to have came to a silent agreement as they held a gaze and proceeded to fuck both Ken and I with the same tempo, smirks on their faces as they were fully aware of how mesmerizing they both looked.

  I could never go back to whatever “normal” was. I didn’t want to go back. If I had to change the face of my family just to have these 3 for my own, then I guess change is afoot.

  4:23 AM

  Ken and I were the remaining two. As Airla and Kure-Chan slept between us, we watched them in unison. “She knows, doesn’t she.” He muttered, gray eyes darting to me for an answer.

  “Didn’t have much to tell. She managed to make the connection off of whatever Ikuto had on his phone.”

  “Wait, what?” He sat up slightly, careful to not disturb Kurenai in her sleep.

  “I didn’t get all the details, but whatever note or manifesto he’s got on his phone has it so anyone who comes across that knows of him, myself and the very foundation of the Yakuza.”

  “So even with that knowledge, she still pursued you. Not a single bit of fear in her, huh?”

  “She asked me how many people I killed. Not a single show of disgust or fright. In fact, that’s what fueled her for all this fuckin’. Literal freak in the sheets, man.”

  “Seems you found your match. Congrats.”

  “Wait until she finds out how many people you’ve killed, oh she’s going to fuckin’ explode.” Ken chuckled in response, his eyes closed as he laid back on the headboard. Even after all that debauchery, he was still as beautiful as ever. With tousled locks and flushed skin, still hot. Still enticing enough to jump.

  “Hey.”

  “What, Kazu.”

  “…Can I suck your dick? I’m not tired.”

  “Kazu, it’s like 4:30 in the morning, have some self control for once.” Eyes still closed. Ken was an easy one to convince, just had to annoy him enough.

  “Come on, we could watch the sunrise as you put me in my place.” A little enticement, he was a sucker at it. I knew him well. Especially if it involved giving him the reins that I usually held. He sighed, eyes opening as he stared into the empty space.

  “I would rather not disturb them. Get your ass in the living room.”

  4:36 AM

  I snickered as we headed to the living room; there was always a giddy excitement when it came to spending any kind of time alone with Ken. Why? Cause I knew I’d always end up satisfied one way or another. I let him get comfortable on the couch before I ended up in the same position that Airla was in all those hours ago. I understood the appeal, felt nice to have an attractive man look down at me as I pleased him. With a gentle hand on my head, he watched me quietly; keeping his moans minimal to not wake up our significant others. Even when it was about him, he was still prioritizing someone else.

  His kindness was why I cared so much. Why I learned to love as hard as I do. A lot of who I was as a man, it’s because of him. Losing myself to pleasing him, I didn’t notice the smaller hands that caressed my shoulder.

  “Kurenai said you’re pretty with a cock up your ass, but I think you’re prettier with it in your mouth.” Airla’s sweet and sleepy voice affirmed me, Ken’s arm taking her by the waist as he smiled softly to her. “I’ll say he’s pretty either way. I’m surprised you’re awake.”

  “There was a big shift of temperature when you both left, it wasn't too long after that I woke up. Kurenai must be exhausted though, she didn’t make a single movement when I stood up.”

  “She likes her sleep. It’s a very exhausting job keeping Kazuhito Nagatsuchi alive.”

  “Having him on his knees feels like a good enough trade it seems?” She raised a brow, looking at me as she did. I raised both as a response, I truly didn’t want to stop what I was doing.

  “An excellent trade, actually. Helps me whip him into shape the way he needs to be.” He spoke, condescendingly. His other hand was in my hair, a good grip as I sucked with fervor, my need to look the best in front of Airla causing me to really put in the effort. Ken threw his head back, a worthy response after his little comment. He was showing off for her, just as I was.

  “Looks like he might need more shaping.”

  “Seems so, be a dear and get me the lube?”

  Airla giggled, getting off the couch. A little too much enthusiasm. “Yes, sir.” She ran off to the bedroom, soon coming back with the lube that was asked of her. By this point my jaw was getting restless, so I pulled back; my hands taking over.

  “You sound rather excited, love.”

  “Why wouldn’t I be? I get to see you in pleasure, one of the prettiest faces you possess. I need to learn all your faces so I can fall in love with all of them.” She approached me, kissing me as another reassurance; Ken allowed us a moment before taking Airla away and patting me to get in his favorite position. Passing me the lube, he waited for me to prepare myself, taking Airla’s attention with a kiss and a fondle of her breast. Prep took no time at all, I was always ready for Ken, no matter the time or place. Taking his hand, I placed it on my hip as I slowly sat on him, his length sufficiently filling me up and causing that wonderful shiver to shoot up my spine.

  Airla pulled away from the kiss, her eyes on me as I focused on doing what was expected and rightfully took this man that I loved in front of the woman that I also might seem to love. I was a vain motherfucker and I wasn’t going to hold off on saying that this? It was spectacular. I was the most open version of myself, the most shameless and instead of ire; I was received with…love. Airla’s lips were soon on me as she kissed my face, then my lips; her hands in my hair as I moaned in return, the sensation of Ken only making her audience more worth it, more needed. I wanted Airla to always see me like this, I wanted to be my most vulnerable with her in the audience. She deserved this version of me as much as I deserved her.

  I didn’t neglect Ken, kissing him as he prodded my prostate, an explicative interrupting us as my eyes rolled back; a smile on my face as the heat of orgasm took me again; my stickiness over Ken’s stomach. “Whatever you did, do it again.”

  “Yes, ma’am.” There was a giddiness to his response, he was enjoying this just as much or if not more than I. He had someone who was too willing to break me with the same abilities he could. Even Kurenai’s presence in our sessions never gave me this much freedom, but with Airla? I was reverted back to the first time I laid with Ken and god, just the thought of that memory had me shaking in the man’s arms again. With an arm wrapped around my waist, I allowed him the chance to show off; my face on his shoulder as I took each thrust with enjoyment, my eyes still on Airla’s brown.

  How could I go back to anything less?

  ??

  Was the audience necessary? No. Did I appreciate the audience? With the soft skin and warm kisses her presence possessed? Oh, absolutely. I could never really shame Kazu for his ways, I was just a quieter version of the same boisterous person. He was just a part of me that could have been had I been parented with my own instead of his. With that in mind, I enjoyed the task at hand, which left me in the middle of two individuals that might have more to talk about after this ordeal.

  I was a part of it, but the way they looked at each other? Maybe Kazu’s incessant need to move at the speed of light made sense. There was a certain electricity that almost felt dangerous to touch, even with my cock deep inside Kazu; he was still locked under Airla’s gaze. Even as he should’ve called my name, he called hers instead. I was by no means jealous, it was precious to see how much of a puppy dog he was for her; I never thought he’d allow anyone but me to see that side of him. In any other universe, I would have to compete for his love. In this one, I was happy to share it.

  I was almost at my limit given the position that these two had agreed on, with Airla on top of Kazu as I was still deep inside of him. The Patriarch to The Nagatsuchi Clan was sure feeling an overload of pleasure that even I was a little envious of. I could tell he was enjoying the ever loving shit out of himself by the constant tightening that he would do around my cock. My legs would shake every time it would happen, Airla’s touch bringing me back to keep going, to keep showing off. At some point, I don’t know who this was for, but I would do it again, over and over and fucking over.

  “Fuck…!” I came without warning, the deliriousness setting in as I got squeezed once more; Kazu’s own orgasm coming after his legs shook and his toes curled. I kissed his shin as he went through the motions, Airla also joining in as she kissed him gently on his cheeks; a giggle from her after.

  “We have to do that again in the bedroom, that was fun.”

  “Fun is an understatement, my love. I was already obsessed with the Italian Stallion, that obsession might have increased.” Kazu cocked his head as he gave me a restless half smile; the work of our night finally starting to set in on his face.

  “I’m flattered to be so revered; now please excuse me. I need a shower.”

  “Ooh, can we join?” Airla asked, a flutter of her lashes as she did. Kazu looked at me just the same, it was strange. It was truly like looking at the same soul in two different people. Maybe that was why I was so keen on Airla and her ways. It was something I was already accustomed to. With a soft chuckle, I helped her off him and extended my hand out for him.

  “Come along, you two. Maybe you can team up and wash my back.”

  A giggle from both of them.

  Yeah, the same fucking soul.

  spice chapter.

  is romance.