Taking in a deep breath, she nodded. “Okay.” Sophie took Aiden’s outstretched hand and followed him toward one of the secluded balconies' alcoves.
Sophie heard the music from the pit below and nervously peeked over the railing. Zack’s gaze was fixed on them as Aiden caught her attention and gently grasped her waist. He moved with the rhythm, slowly aligning her body against his.
Her breathing synced with Aiden’s, and her head floated with bubbles, quickly drawn into their intoxicating pull.
“You are beautiful, Sophie.” Her belly fluttered, and she felt silly. How quickly he was able to lure her to a dark corner and flatter her with words. They pulled her in like magnets.
Aiden’s fingers ran up her arm, his touch light as he traced the curves of her shoulder. He tugged at the material, pulling the fabric down between her breasts, letting them spill free from their satin confines.
“Fucking perfect.” The pad of his thumb brushed over her nipple in slow circles, and he chuckled darkly when it pebbled beneath his touch.
Sophie’s eyes met his. “Thank you, Sir.”
“Mmmm, that’s a good girl.” He leaned in and captured her mouth, his hands inching up her skirt to expose her to Zack, who closed the gap and pressed himself against her back.
“I’m not one for soft, Sophie. Understand that.” Aiden’s kiss prevented her from objecting or questioning Zack’s words. His arm banded around her middle, limiting her ability to move away from his unyielding hold.
“Did you think I’d stay in the shadows and watch this time?” Zack wrenched her head back away from Aiden’s kiss and whispered in her ear.
“Such a pretty little club bunny. Do you want to know what I do to pretty little bunnies like you?”
Wide-eyed, she silently nodded her head, unsure if she was ready for the answer.
Zack pressed his lips against her ear. “Hunt them down and feast on every fucking inch. Lick and marvel at every scratch and bruise.”
Her knees wobbled and her skin flushed. Sophie pulled at the edges of Aiden’s jacket.
“Don’t scare her away,” Aiden rumbled against her neck. “She’d be so beautiful between us.”
“Show her,” Zack growled the command against her skin, his breath fanning the fire he was stoking. One of his hands splayed across her stomach, holding her steady, while the other came up, his fingers gently brushing her hair aside to give his mouth more room to work.
Aiden’s eyes blazed. He silently shifted Sophie to balance against Zack’s chest. He quickly knelt and lifted her thigh to his lips.
She gasped down at him, his lips trailed warmly from her knee and up her thigh. Sophie reached for his shoulder, her head tipped back as Zack’s hands trailed up her torso and collared her neck.
“I think she’s forgetting her words,” Zack said, his voice a dark caress. He brought his other hand up, the fingers that had just been pinching her nipple now pressed against her parted lips. “Let’s give her something else to focus on.”
He pushed two fingers into her mouth. She tasted the salt of her own skin on them as he pressed down on her tongue, a silent command to suck. She obeyed, her eyes fluttering closed as she hollowed her cheeks, taking his fingers deeper until she choked slightly, the sensation of mild suffocation combining with the pleasure to create something dizzyingly intense. Her muffled moans vibrated around his digits.
Seeing this, Aiden finally gave her what she needed. He grabbed the sides of her panties and smoothly pulled them down her legs. He shifted on his knees against the cool balcony tile, his hands gripping her hips, and his mouth was on her.
There was no more teasing. His tongue delved into her, a flat, firm stroke from her entrance all the way up to her throbbing clit.
Sophie moaned against Zack’s fingers, her hips rocking against Aiden’s hold. She reached up to pull away from the intrusion, Zack grabbed her wrist and pulled it to her hips.
Submit.
Without moving his tongue from between her thighs, Aiden recaptured her wrists and pinned them at her sides, effectively leaving her trapped between them.
“Don’t make a sound, little pixie.” Zack’s words rumbled against her skin. “We wouldn’t want the whole club seeing how needy you are.”
He chuckled at her garbled whine. “That’s what I thought.”
“Look at you, Sophie. So greedy. Two fingers and you still want more.”
Mutely, she nodded, gasping as his fingers shifted inside.
“Can't speak, can you, Sophie? Good.”
