I can’t breathe at his close proximity, lost in his spicy scent that sends a shiver down my spine. Not that he notices. It’s almost like I don’t exist as he settles in beside me, eyes fixed on the screen.
Clearing my throat, I reach for the bag of spicy corn chips and do the same, feeling the rumble of the opening credits as it instantly captures our attention. I get cozy, lost to the storyline as the snacks go uneaten and my focus is drawn further and further into the movie.
The intensity builds as the main character fights to aid his lost love, and the air around us grows more blistering until the enemy jumps out from behind the corner, gun poised in his direction, and I scream. Instinctively, my hands swing out, desperate for purchase as my lungs burn and my pulse thunders in my ears.
A snicker from my left snatches my attention, and I turn to find Rion chuckling at me. I gape at him, jaw slack and heart racing as I try to take a calming breath, but it’s futile. It’s only the sound of Kael clearing his throat from my right that pulls me from our stare-off. My eyes don’t collide with the vampire’s, though; he’s staring at my fingers coiled around his bicep instead.
I gulp, embarrassment creeping up my spine, but as much as I will my fingers to release him, I can’t seem to move. My eyelids fall closed as my racing heart slowly starts to subside, but it’s not enough for me to feel safe enough to let go.
Taking a weak, deep breath, I shiver as I pry my eyes back open, and this time it’s to find his gaze latched onto mine.
The storm that brewed in his emerald eyes earlier is gone; all that’s left is a sense of certainty like I’ve never seen before.
“Sorry,” I rasp, running my tongue over myparched lips. “I wasn’t expecting that,” I add, still unable to move my hand, and he hums, the whisper of amusement pinching the corner of his mouth.
“Don’t leave me out,” Rion murmurs from my left, and the press of his hot skin against mine comes a moment later, sucking the remaining air from my lungs.
His thigh is against mine as his hand strokes down my arm and his lips press against my bare shoulder. I shiver at the delicate contact as my eyes turn glossy and my muscles tighten with anticipation.
The instant glint in Kael’s eyes tells me he sees the shift immediately. He lifts his free arm, his fingers ghosting over my hand, but he quickly redirects his attention to my face, capturing my chin.
“I thought you needed something to stimulate your mind after today, but it seems your body needs it more than anything else,” he mutters huskily, and I gulp, unable to deny the conclusion he’s come to.
Sandwiched between the pair of them is torture, feeling their bare skin against mine, godly.
“Are you saying our girl is in need of attention?” Rion breathes, his lips brushing against my skin as he speaks, forcing another shiver down my spine.
“I’m saying her pussy is mine this time, hermouth is yours,” Kael replies, his stare growing heated as he looks deep into my soul.
I blink at him, eyes wide in disbelief as I recall the last time I was maneuvered between them in such a way. Only, that time, the roles were reversed, and we were spread out across Professor Drayker’s table.
Damn.
“I’m not your girl,” I rasp before I get lost in them.
Kael’s hand tightens around my chin at the same time Rion sinks his teeth into my shoulder, making me gasp.
“Whatever you say, Petal.”
His hand glides down my arm, dancing along my fingertips before he slips his hand beneath the sheets and finds my thigh. I clench my legs together, but the smirk on his lips confirms my inability to be discreet, yet it’s Kael who startles me by prying them back open again.
“Let’s claim her lips, Rion,” he grunts, staring up at me through hooded lids and long lashes, and my hand finally releases him, only to clench the sheets at my sides as Rion leans in, ghosting my lips with his in the lightest kiss I’ve ever felt.
My mouth follows his as he tips his head back, desperate for me, and the way his mouth curls intoa sinister grin tells me I’m a puppet at his command, right where he wants me to be.
I should stop, I should think, and I should be stressing over the day, but instead, I’m reckless, I’m relentless, and I’m untroubled as I take what I want.
Slamming my mouth against Rion’s, I groan as he hums at the contact, nipping at his bottom lip needily. It’s not one-sided, though; he’s as eager as I am and his fingers delve into my hair, curling tight as he feasts on my mouth like a man starved, all while I feel Kael’s hands coast over my legs, leaving me pliant and willing.
Then understanding of his prior words takes root.
“Let’s claim her lips, Rion.”
As Rion dominates my mouth, Kael snags my pajama shorts down my thighs, exposing my core before he runs his tongue down the seam of my pussy.
“Fuck,” I rasp against Rion’s mouth, feeling his lips, tilting up in enjoyment as Kael yanks me farther down the couch, just enough to grab the globes of my ass and tilt me into the perfect angle for him to devour my core. My curse turns to a whimper of delight as his touches tease every inch of my pussy. His teeth rake over my clit, puckered and desperate, but the harsh contact quickly meltsaway with the sweep of his tongue over the fevered flesh as he plunges two fingers into my center, swirling them with precision until I’m a writhing mess.
Instead of reclaiming my lips with his own, Rion grins down at me as he makes a show of removing his boxer shorts, revealing his cock, and it juts toward me, making my mouth water as I gape at the thick vein throbbing with desire.
