Page 66 of The Hitman's Prince
Fucking Caspian was amazing, but more than anything in the world…
I wanted to fuck Orion Delmar.
Chapter 49
Caspian
The sounds Orion made while Vince fucked him next to us on the bed had no right sounding as hot as they did. He alternated between groaning like he was going to die from pain to moaning like he was being consumed by pleasure. And the way Vince moved inside of him? It was enough to have the hairs on the back of my neck standing up. Their love was violent in a way I’d never wrap my head around.
“Worry about me,” Jacob said, his fingers wrapping around my neck, over the goosebumps. “Worry about the thick cock inside ofyouright now.”
As if to remind me, Jacob thrusted up off the bed and speared his shaft into my body. He was so big and so deep, I didn’t know how I’d manage to find the balance or the strength to ride him. But he slid down the bed enough that I could lean forward and press my hands against his chest and find a rhythm that didn’t leave me blind.
Beside us on the bed, it was impossible not to look as Vince manhandled Orion onto his back and wrapped both hands around his throat. Orion’s face was quick to turn red, then purple, and Vince showed no signs of letting up. If anything, he fucked harder and squeezed tighter, egged on by the sight of Orion’s life leaving him faster by the second.
“Fucking shit,” Jacob cursed, snapping his hips upward hard enough to lift me off the bed again. He pulled me down, fucking into me harder than he had been when I was on my back, and when Orion went limp beside us, Jacob squeezed his eyes shut and came inside of me. His dick was still pulsing when he made a tight fist around my erection, his hand still slick from the start, and then he stroked me with short and furious twists of his wrist until I stumbled and fell over the edge after him.
Orion gasped back to life, arm flailing out for something to grab and finding Jacob’s bare thigh. The two of them joined, with Vince still inside of him and Jacob inside of me, was the perfect kind of connection for whatever fucked-up little group of murders and mobsters the four of us had found ourselves in. Vince shuddered and bent forward over Orion’s flushed chest, bringing their faces within inches of each other.
“Your cock is so fucking swollen and hard,” he whispered, sinking his teeth into Orion’s lip. “Thick in the middle and throbbing. God, I bet it hurts.”
“It hurts,” Orion whispered, voice hoarse.
Jacob’s fingers drew lazy, stickyswirls across my stomach, using the mass of his muscle to bring both of us back down onto the bed in the position we’d started in. His cum leaked out of my ass, his cock still shoved as deep into me as it could reach.
“Orion.” Vince kissed him. “I want to hurt you so fucking badly.”
Orion shivered and nodded, lifting his head off the bed to chase after Vince’s mouth.
“Anything for you, Sir,” he whispered.
“They’re so fucking perfect it’s terrifying, isn’t it?” Jacob said into my ear next, his tongue licking a hot and dangerous stripe up the side of my neck.
I managed a nod because there weren’t words for it.
I realized, in that moment, tucked between these men, that the three of them would be the death of me. Even if I had it in me to kill Vince anymore—which I didn’t—Orion would have murdered me in the next breath. I imagined if Vince were to ever die, Orion would still take it out on me, and maybe even Jacob too. None of us were immortal, but our chances at a future were shorter lived than most.
I also understood we’d have to follow through with Vince’s horrible plan, the one he’d whispered to me as I fell asleep in his office with lube and sweat drying on my thighs. The one where I played the role of assassin and he pretended it was something I was good at.
Vince Angelini’s death would push a hundred other players into the action, and it was truly the only way to sniff out all of the threats that lurked beneath the surface.It would give Orion a chance to cut Vanessa off at the knees and, shortly thereafter, the Moore family alongside her.
It would require help…Gideon North and Fletcher Sinclair had their roles to play in the whole thing as well, but we could bring them into the loop later. We could talk about the timing and the logistics another day.
All I wanted for myself now were these moments of quiet and pleasure, when the four of us existed in an impenetrable bubble. How quickly the tides had shifted for me. Taking me from a man obsessed to a man possessed. Vince had been my focus and my goal for so long, my vision so focused in on him that I hadn’t seen him fully until I saw him with Orion, until I saw him with Jacob, until I saw myself with both of them.
“I think I’m gonna be sick,” I muttered, scrambling over Jacob and onto the floor. I ran out of the bedroom with the contents of my stomach churning. I threw open the bathroom door and sank down onto my knees, but for all the upheaval, nothing escaped me besides air. Vince came to check on me, smoothing a hand down my back until my breathing returned to normal.
“I don’t want to do it.” I closed the toilet lid and rested my forehead on the cool porcelain.
“I don’t care, Caspian. Just because I go easy on you doesn’t mean you don’t have to do what you’re told,” he said, walking out of the bathroom and leaving me to gather my thoughts alone. It was a grace, because when he was in the same space as me, he was the only thing Icould think about, and going into this new plan of his, there were a lot of other lives on the line, including mine.
Fifteen minutes later, I was ready to face them again, but when I stood, the doorway was blocked, Orion’s tall body filling the space. He leaned against the doorframe, eyes narrowed as he shoved a bottle of water into the space between us.
“Thank you,” I said, shocked that he’d come to show me a kindness while also knowing it had been demanded of him. Orion was no exception to Vince’s rules, it seemed, and neither was I.
Chapter 50
Vince