Cass was on his back next to Edgar once more, but their partners were switched and Edgar was on the other side of him. Gideon's face was warm, soft, but there was a hardness in his body, his abs flexing as he controlled himself.
Cass felt his lower body stir, his ass twitching at the sight. Damn, the man was well built. He wasn't huge like Lucian, but he was firm all over. Barely any softness to him. He pressed against Cass, staring at him, watching him as he spread Cass' legs wider now that Edgar wasn't beside them.
"Wrap your legs around me, Cass. I want you to feel comfortable." Gideon wasn't ordering him, not like Cass had ordered him around. It was a firm suggestion, and Cass couldn't resist it for the life of him.
"Eddie, you're spilling all the seed they poured into you." Lucian complained from beside them. Edgar huffed and the sound of skin hitting skin could be heard.
"I'm not Cass! I can't eat it! I just drink blood, Lucian!" Edgar growled and Lucian chuckled.
