Page 170 of Shattered Pieces

“When was your last STD check? Are you clean?”

He chuckled, the bed creaking and telling me at least one of them was on it.

“I was the last time I checked, which was in November. I’ll get tested again if it makes you feel better. Why? Something itching that wasn’t before?”

“Ew, no. It’s a valid concern. You rubbed your junk all over my pussy.”

“I was happy dry humping. You’re the one that pulled it out of my pants and used it to DJ yourself,” he replied, the bed creaking again. “The guys worried? You’ve been talking about it?”

“I told them the truth, yes. They’re not happy about it, and they’re concerned about STDs.”

He scoffed, his voice full of amusement. “They’re worried about me? Not the prison stripper you were finger banging?” He oofed, so they must have been close enough for her to elbow him or something.

“Lexi gets regular testing, you know that,” she argued, defending her.

“I doubt she’s been tested since going in. Look, I’ll get tested, you get tested, and then no one has to worry, okay? I should be the worried one. I mean, you’re the one having unprotected sex with multiple people. I’m not worried though. If you want to fuck right now, I’m ready,” he answered, and I jumped when Hunter’s voice sounded behind me.

“Stop creeping in the hallway and go in. She’s your damn girlfriend.”

I glared at him, but he walked past and pushed the door open, letting himself in like I should have done.

“Bryant says hi,” Marco stated, giving me a smirk when I walked in too. “I was wondering how long you were going to stand out there for.”

Rory shuffled over, ignoring Marco as she patted the bed beside her, and I walked straight over and dropped down to pull her against me, her leg dropping over mine. If Marco thought he could intimidate me away from my own girlfriend, he had another thing coming.

“You spoke to Lexi?” Hunter asked, looking at Rory.

“Yeah, that’s who called. I told her we’d go down this week. She sounded a little tense,” Rory replied, making him grin.

“That’s just the lack of sex since you left.”

“She did ask for details about my sex life since hers doesn’t exist now,” she said dryly, and Marco sat up with a grin.

“You told her about⁠—”

“No, not you,” she scoffed, swatting at him when he smacked her ass.

He was only doing it to piss me off, but all it did was put fucked up mental images in my head. I wondered if he fucked like Skeeter, all angry and rough, or if he’d be the slow and sensual type that just wanted to make her come a million times?

“If your boyfriend keeps looking at me like that, I’m fucking him,” Marco stated, making me blink and realize I was staring at him.

“Sorry,” I muttered, frowning. “Do you just want to fuck her to make us mad, or do you actually like her?”

“What’s not to like? Hot, a little crazy, and lets me come on her,” he said with a straight face, glancing at Rory. “You’d let me do that again, right?”

“Keep your cock to yourself,” she said flatly, and he huffed.

“Your boyfriend wants to watch, obviously.”

Hunter looked ready to kill him, which I found interesting.

“Not so funny now, is it?” I said to him, and he flipped me off. I went to taunt him more, but Rory grabbed my chin and kissed me. Not a sweet kiss either, but a deep, tongue down my throat kind of kiss.

“Joke’s on you. I have no problem watching either,” Marco stated, and I blindly flipped him off too, not moving back from the kiss. If she wanted to show them who she belonged to, I was cool with that.

“I feel like I watched this in a porno once,” Tyler hummed as he joined us, our kiss broken as he jumped on the bed and jostled us. Caden and Jensen lingered in the doorway, seeming unsure on what they’d walked in on. “Spoiler alert, everyone fucked.”

Rory rolled her eyes but let him wedge himself between Marco and her back, seeming content with us squishing her.