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“Hold up, I’ll come with you,” I say. “I want some breakfast burritos. I worked up an appetite this morning.”
“Well, I’ll get Darragh up.” Cian grins, and we all pile out of the room with a chuckle.
Poor Darragh—I never in a million years thought I would ever think those words. But right now, Cian has mischief in his eyes, and he has woken up like a squirrel on crack.
Sullivan and I make it down to the kitchen before we hear Cian’s manic laughter.
“I’m going to fucking kill you,” Darragh yells as Cian comes flying into the kitchen and runs behind me, using me as a human shield.
“Hide me,” he laughs out.
“You really think using me as a shield will save you? Remember, he isn’t a huge fan of mine on the best of days.”
“If he touches you, Van will kill him, so I’ll take my chances.”
Sullivan shakes his head. “I’m going to the gym. Guess you’ll have to save yourself.”
Sullivan grabs his water bottle from the counter and passes Darragh in the kitchen doorway. He steps into the room dressed in only his pajama pants and—fuck me sideways—no boxer briefs. The thick outline of his cock has the horny beast inside me waking up again after she has barely gone to sleep.
“Hear me out,” Cian says, popping his head out from behind me.
“Please don’t kill him. Remember how sad you were when I tried to do it?”
Cian snorts from behind me, but Darragh just scowls harder. “The one day I tried to sleep in—the one day, Cian, and you fucking knew it.”
“I think you will forgive me when I show you what I have.”
“Fine, you get two minutes. If I’m not convinced, I am going to punch you in the face and then bend Harper over the counter and you can watch me fuck her.”
“Well fuck, how can you make a punch in the face sound like a good time?” Cian says, stepping out from behind me. “But deal—two minutes.”
Darragh stands with his arms crossed in front of his bare chest, and Cian closes the distance between them until he stands in front of him. The anticipation of seeing what Cian wants to show him or if he’ll cop a punch in the face has my pulse racing.
“I need to tell you first and then show you.”
Darragh nods, and Cian leans forward as if he is going to whisper something in his ear, but instead he grabs Darragh by the sides of his head and plants Darragh’s lips against his own. Darragh tries to pull back, but it’s a half-assed attempt, and Cian seizes the opportunity to slide his tongue into Darragh’s mouth. I really wish I put on underwear, as the growing wetness between my thighs has me squeezing my legs together.
Cian pulls back and tilts his head up to laugh, which explains why he doesn’t see Darragh’s fist until it hits his jaw. However, he obviously didn’t put all his weight behind it because it only makes Cian laugh harder as he rubs his jaw.
“Why the fuck would you kiss me?”
“Because I wanted you to see how good Harper’s pussy tastes, though thinking it through, you probably got some of Ronan’s DNA and Van’s ball sweat too.”
I bite down on my bottom lip, waiting and hoping something goes down between them. Instead, Darragh squeezes the bridge of his nose, inhales deeply, and closes his eyes. “I’m going to fucking kill you.”
“That’s two death threats today from you and one from Van. Stop lying—you know you want to eat her box.”
Darragh snorts. “If I wanted a box of assorted creams, I would just go buy some. But maybe I should fill her as well and we can watch you eat it.”
“Don’t threaten me with a good time,” I say, adding my opinion to the conversation, and both men turn to look at me like they want to eat me.
“Harper!” a little voice squeals, and Eloise runs into the kitchen, followed by Sadie.
“Hey, girls,” I say, pulling Sullivan’s shirt down a little.
“Guess what! Darragh said we can all go to the fair tomorrow. Our school is running it, and we are raising money for underprivileged kids.”
“That’s amazing, Eloise.”
