“Fuck, yes,” she muttered, trying to lean forward, but I held her upright with my hand. “Fuck, Felix, I’m going to come.”

I fucked her harder, using her noises as my template. Soon the words turned into moans, and her hands grabbed at Theo’s shoulders for all they were worth. Her body shook, and she went limp beneath my hands. Theo followed suit soon after, crying out Savannah’s name as he chased his release. I was last, seeing them both panting, moaning messes from following my instructions. I couldn’t control myself anymore, and I came, filling Savannah’s lush ass with my own release.

Goddamn. I pulled out of Savannah, and waited for her to lift off Theo before I tugged her against my chest. “You’re amazing,” I murmured. “Absolutely amazing.” Now the sex was over I wanted to pretend it was just us, lying in my bed enjoying each other.

She smiled, about to say something, but she was cut off by heavy footsteps at the top of the basement stairs. Luther. He took one look at all of us, a tangle of bodies on the floor, and immediately ran back up the stairs.

Savannah looked horrified. She pushed herself off me, stumbling to her feet. “Luther, wait! It’s not what it looks like.”

“I’m pretty sure it’s exactly what it looks like, darling.” I ran my thumb over my lip, remembering the way she threw her shoulders back as she lost control. Delicious…

“Not now, Felix.” If looks could kill, Savannah’s would’ve already buried me six feet under. She tossed her panties and shirt back on–the awful black one I hated so much–and ran up the stairs.

I closed my eyes, her footsteps carrying her further and further away from me and closer to Luther. Goddammit. Next to me, Theo laughed. My eyes flew open. “Pray tell, what the hell is so funny about this situation?”

Theo got to his feet, unabashed in his nudity. His pants were located and pulled up before he bothered to look at me, still smiling. “I just can’t wait to see you share your precious darling with Daddy Luther, that’s all.”

I scowled, and if it wasn’t for my promise to Savannah to play nice, I would’ve knocked his perfect teeth out. “You have to share her, too,” I pointed out.

“True.” He nodded, still not seeming bothered. “But I’m okay with sharing. I’ve come to terms with the fact that a girl as special as her,–” he jerked his thumb in the direction of the stairs,–“probably needs more than I alone can give her. And I’m comfortable in knowing I please her enough to only have a part of her. Are you?”