“It’s called having manners, meathead.” He slid his index finger inside me, and I moaned, pushing forward into his hand. “Honestly, mon cœur, say the word and I’ll kill him.” I moaned again, rocking my hips as he pushed another finger into my cunt. Blowing them both already had me so worked up I was already right on the edge of an orgasm. “No,” I groaned, grabbing a handful of Leon’s short hair as he knelt in front of me. “You can’t kill him.” My eyes locked with Kai’s. “I like him.” Leon gave a grunt of disagreement. “Questionable taste, DeLuna,”
