Chapter 9

Francesco was relieved to see Karl busy with bossing everyone around when he woke up and went outside. Why Karl had let him sleep so much was beyond him. The last thing he needed was to owe the asshole any favors.

Ty and Anya were bent over a bunch of peeled branches that looked flexible enough to make baskets out of them, which was exactly what they were doing. Leon carried heavy rocks and larger branches, with Ollie in tow. Mouse was probably out hunting. Karl was barking orders.

“What do you want me to do?” he asked, as he came closer.

Mouse had done wonders to his ankle, and it didn’t hurt so much anymore. Still, he had a bit of a limp.

“Nothing. You’re the boss’s wife.”

Francesco scoffed. “Stop doing that, Karl.”

Karl finally turned his attention on him. Francesco wanted so much to give him a fat lip. But not even that would make the asshole less attractive. He seemed the type of dude to wear his battle scars like trophies. Even though not yet a man like Leon, he had a chiseled chin and strong bone structure, and he looked capable of taking a beating, unlike him.

“You’re glowing, honey. Must be my facial.” Karl smirked.

Francesco looked away. “If you don’t have anything you want me to do, I’ll go scout the area.”

To his surprise, Karl agreed. “All right. Just don’t get too far. I expect a full report later.”

Francesco shrugged and walked away. It would be good to be alone with his thoughts for a bit and meditate on his condition. The way things stood, as much as he hadn’t wanted that to happen, he was pretty much a bitch.

The sound of falling water made him move closer. Following the stream, he had reached a nice waterfall, and for a moment, he took the time to admire the landscape. After throwing on few looks around, he shed off his clothes and walked under the natural shower, tilting his head back and letting the water hit his face.

He gasped when someone grabbed him from behind, but he relaxed as he sensed the other’s smell. “I thought you were out hunting and all that.”

“I was. But then I noticed a more interesting prey.”

Mouse brushed his hands over his chest, and Francesco shuddered. Because of Karl’s obsession with his tits from last night, his nipples were so sensitive now and almost hurting. But he wouldn’t push Mouse away, especially since his dick swelled in an instant.

The redhead walked around him, and Francesco grinned when he saw he was all naked. Mouse had a nice body, lean and tanned. Just looking at his cock made Francesco drool. He had a feeling he would enjoy to suck Mouse’s cock the most of all people.

“Wanna give me head?” Francesco asked, grabbing his cock and pumping it.

Mouse grinned and cocked his head to one side. “And what’s in it for me if I do that?”

“I don’t know. What do you want?”

“Fuck my ass,” Mouse said, his chin high and provoking Francesco with his eyes.

Francesco smirked and grabbed Mouse by the ass, pulling the cheeks apart. “This ass? You sure?”

“You can bet. Give me a dicking, Kekko. I fucking need it.”

The sound of a branch crushed under someone’s feet made them both turn.

“How are my girls doing?”

Francesco groaned when he saw Karl. The fucker undressed in an instant and joined them in the water. Francesco pushed Mouse behind him, earning a small amused snort from him. Karl was looking at him with hawk-like eyes. His cock was hard and weeping, and Francesco couldn’t stop staring. His ass wanted the fucker’s cock, and there was nothing he could do about it. Even thinking of having his ass wrecked by that tool was enough to make his cock hurt.

“Could you piss off, Karl? I’m busy.”

“Doing what? Fucking that cum-hungry whore behind my back?”

Francesco growled. “Don’t. Call. Him. Names.”

“Or what?” Karl grabbed him by the back of the neck and pulled him close. “You’ll do what, Cesco?”

“I’ll fucking murder you,” Francesco mumbled, although Karl’s superior strength was enough to humiliate him.

“How about you two stop fighting?” Mouse intervened. “I’ll suck you both off.”

A man of his word, Mouse knelt in front of them, and Francesco cursed under his breath as he grabbed both cocks and gave them a small kiss.

He should have hated it. But, instead, as Mouse made his and Karl’s cocks touch and the heads rub one against another, he shuddered. He watched as Mouse gave his cock a good lick only to follow with the same move on Karl’s cock. Seeing the boy he liked stuffing his mouth with the cock of the guy he hated was making him horny beyond words.

That was, without a doubt, the part of him that was a bitch and a slut. He couldn’t control himself. Mouse managed somehow to push both heads into his mouth and his tongue did a wild dance making Francesco gasp and pant.