Sticks and Stones

Chapter Twenty-Three

Sporting the newest fashion to hit the racks—Caspian's boxers and an oversized shirt—Sofia made her way downstairs to the kitchen. This friends with benefits situation was something she could get used to. Especially if it ended in events like what just went down in the bedroom.

In the open-plan kitchen and dining room, Luis sat at the breakfast table, biding his time. He munched on a bowl of fire fruit as Sofia approached.

"Good morning huntress. You're looking awfully chipper this morning."

He gave her a suggestive look as if he knew what'd just happened.

Her cheeks flushed with the realisation he'd probably heard them going at it like dogs. With hearing as good as Caspian's, he'd probably heard her moaning and begging for Caspian's cock.

And that's not embarrassing at all. Totally.

Fuck, now she wanted the demon Captain to make it down the stairs quicker. He'd know how to deal with this.

"I slept well," She answered breezily.

"Oh I'll bet you did. Stayed the night then didn't you?"

"It was late. There was no point in going home."

"Makes sense since you arrived at three in the morning." By the time she'd gotten here, she'd have been just as well going home. "You can tell the truth little Emilio."

"That is the truth."

"Uh, demon over here. Heartbeats?" Just like Caspian, he could hear each of her lies. "You stayed for Caspian."

Said demon finally came down the stairs in nothing but a pair of basketball shorts. His abs were out and rippling, his hair still a mess from where she'd dragged her fingers through it.

"Knock it off," Cas said lightly, heading for the fridge.

Luis' grin only grew wider. "You're awfully grouchy for someone who just got laid."

Putting the milk on a counter, Cas gave Luis a blank look.

"Oh come on. It's obvious. It's not like Sofia came here for me."

Sofia smiled, hands atop the breakfast bar. "Who says that? Maybe I did come for you and you didn't open your door."

Luis winked flirtatiously. "My door is always open to you."

Caspian got two bowls out, dropping them beside the milk.

Deviously, Sofia fluttered her eyes back at Caspian's housemate. "Is that so? Then I'll remember that the next time I come over."

Caspian grabbed her ass and squeezed it. "If you plan on remembering that, there won't be a next time."

"Jealous, Caspian?" God, she was living for that look on his face. He wasn't outwardly jealous but it was written as plain as day in his eyes.

"Yeah Cas," Luis added. "You're not jealous of us, are you?"

"Not in the slightest. The two of you can do whatever the fuck you want. Who am I to stop you?"

"A possessive, raging demon?" The other demon answered.

"You want Sofia, have her. And if you want Luis, he's all yours." Just when Sofia thought he'd dismiss their joking completely, Cas grabbed her by the hips, shoving her taut against the breakfast counter. He came in close behind her, thrusting against her backside. Oh fuck. Was one thrust all it took to make her wet? "Just remember the way I make your body feel when you're with Luis." His lips were on her neck, dragging along the length of her flesh. "The way I've got you all hot for me." Her core was crippled after one good fucking. But Cas sparked the flames for another. "And the way you'll always come back for more."