Phoenix sucks lightly against my lower lip, his tongue flicks there before he blazes a languid trail down my neck and against my ear.
“Turn around,” he commands in a voice like dark desire.
I’m too confused by his words to move but the hands gripping my hips turn me without waiting. The two men are in sync and together in what they’re doing, but my head is so hazy with want that I feel lost between their demanding bodies.
Malek kisses my skin in a worshiping way, taking his time nipping across my smooth stomach, my breasts, my throat. His coarse beard tingles with conflicting sensations as his soft lips brush over my flesh just before teeth sink in. Over and over and over again he does that. Then he stands before me, a wicked shine in his eyes that seem more silver than brown in the moonlight.
There’s affection in his half smile but it’s an animalistic amusement. His gaze flicks to the demon standing behind me for a single second, a silent communication like they’ve known each other for a lifetime.
“Come here, mi corazón,” Malek rasps, big hands sliding around my thighs. He lifts me, bringing my center fully against him, my legs wrapping around taunt, lean hips. But he never lowers his jeans. Roughly he tilts my jaw and his hot mouth caresses my skin there, he distracts me, kissing and sucking and biting until my nails dig into his shoulders.
It’s all a building sensation that’s pounding through my chest.
And it only intensifies when steady hands cup me from behind. Phoenix squeezes my curves, thumbs teasing my ass as he kisses my spine just between my wings. It’s the slowest drawn out touch. Something cold coats his fingers as he slides deeper. My back stiffens at first but the two of them never stop their distracting kisses, their caressing touches, their consuming lust.
I moan when his wrist rolls, thrusting into me with steady pounding strokes, touching me where he’s never touched me before.
Malek’s chest shifts against me, the fullness filling me slips away and then Phoenix is holding me, my back to his front. Smooth skin brushes against me from behind. My hand lifts behind me and I shove my fingers tightly through his fiery hair just as he lines himself up. Ever so slowly he sinks in. His groan reverberates through my chest as my eyes close and I shift against his thick cock. Tighter his fingers dig into the underside of my thighs and he holds me firmly against him, filling me completely. My head throws back against his shoulder, my spine arched against his chest.
A mixture of pain and pleasure coils through me but it washes into a pricking anticipation as Malek’s warm palms hook around my thighs as well. He opens my legs even wider as they share me between them like an offering of desire. Hooded dark eyes watch me intently and I can’t wait any longer. My free hand grips Malek’s long hair and I slam his lips to mine. I pull at their hair in a demanding way. I need them. I need them to fill every lost emptiness I’ve carried around with me for the last few weeks.
Malek thrusts into my wetness in one fluid motion, filling me, making myself and Phoenix gasp into the breathy silence. Tension is replaced with soaring need within me as their hips start to work in time with one another. Their nails bite into my skin, hands pushing and pulling at my thighs as they thrust deeper and deeper. Ragged breaths part my lips with cries of reckless want that shake through my body with every pounding thrust they give. I feel them move along one another through the thin walls of my sex and I know they feel it too with every growl and groan they kiss against my skin.
I never could have imagined the brooding wolf and the cruel demon would ever share anything between them.
Especially me.
Especially my crashing orgasm.
A release like I’ve never felt trembles through every inch of my body. My sex clenches and when I cry out, it triggers them into a frenzy. Harder and faster they fuck me, building more and more untamed desire within my core. Sharp nails and sharper teeth bite into my skin. Power and lust claw through me until it’s all too much. It lashes, it throbs, it rises.
And then it crashes.
My fists pull at their hair, my body writhing between their slick chests. Malek’s release seems to have came long before mine but he never pulls away from me. He cradles me in his arms and watches me come undone.
Phoenix slams into me once more from behind and then stills. His groan and ragged breaths coat my spine just before his head rests there.
That was the most incredible orgasm I’ve ever had. I have no idea how to put that into words other than gasping for a breath I can’t seem to reach.
Phoenix, however, seems to know exactly what to say despite his breathless tone.
“I fucking should have made friends with you years ago, mutt.”
Twenty
Syko
On whisper quiet steps, I stalk the vampire. What’s strange is he too trails stealthily through the forest leading to the back campus of Academy of Six. At the thin edge of the treeline, he halts there in the shadows. On slow steps I make my way to his side but he never glances over at me. The shine of his pale eyes glisten with a white appearance, like a predator peering through the moonlight at its prey.
“Someone was watching us,” he finally says in a low ominous tone.
Now I’m the one searching the empty school grounds for any shadow that might feel out of place.
“Who?”
Saint shakes his head. “I didn’t see them but I can smell them.”
He breathes in deeper through his nose, every hard muscle in his body flexes as he inhales what once stood where we’re standing now.
