My gaze snagged on the bulging muscles of Shane’s biceps and shoulders as they pushed against the grey, form-fitting t-shirt he wore. It clung to the ridges of his abs as if it were painted on. I licked my lips, my cheeks heating. It should be illegal to wear something that looks that good. My past didn’t stop me from appreciating a good-looking, sexy man, the same as any other hot-blooded female. And Shane had become every woman’s fantasy, with his perfect body, powerful muscles, handsome, rugged face, and piercing blue eyes.
I was relieved those glorious pools of blue hadn’t been ruined with a red ring like a turned human’s did. Perhaps he could become a monster, but his kindness was as much of a turn on as his body. The way he’d looked after me, helping me recover from the attack, had made me feel protected in a way I never had before. I glanced down to where his powerful hands rested against his strong thighs. Those hands that had so easily killed, could be so gentle…
A cough had my eyes snapping up to meet his. They glinted, his too sexy lips curling into a knowing smirk. “You sure you’re okay?” He leant forward, touching my cheek with the back of his fingers. “You look a bit warm there. Anything I can do to help?”
I batted his hand away, allowing the smile he coaxed from me to curl my lips, though his suggestive tone only made me hotter. “No.” But I smiled and held his gleaming gaze, flirting right back.
“Aw, really? That’s disappointing.” He stood from his perch before lowering his bulk next to me. I didn’t move away when he slid a heavy arm over my shoulders and pulled me close. My muscles relaxed, and I sank against him, welcoming the feel of his hard body against mine.
We sat in silence for a few minutes just listening to the birds. It was nice, snuggling up to him and just being at peace. Shane had only left my side to seek out Bal’s help with the blood cravings he still occasionally suffered. It was also easy to guess that Bal gave him relief from the lust that came with them. I could see it in the flush of Shane’s skin and the glazed look in his eyes when he returned.
Thinking of them together every night, especially after Bal had made me come so hard I’d seen stars, always turned me on. Sex had never been about my pleasure before Bal. His attention and skill had opened my eyes, and I wanted more...with both of them. A shiver trembled over my skin as I glanced at Shane's mouth. Would he be as good as Bal at making me scream? My face flushed hotter, and I clamped my legs together to stop the ache at my core.
Shane cocked his head, his eyes sparking. I swallowed hard and looked out over the lake, well aware that he could probably smell my arousal. It was a constant state for me now that these two gorgeous males were in my life, to the point I’d taken to relieving my own tension when I had a moment alone. Which was basically only when Shane left to go to Bal or while I showered.
Shane didn’t push me with the flirting. After a moment, my shoulders relaxed, and the heat ebbed from my face. He was being patient and kind again, giving me time to come to him. I remembered everything he’d said about me being his, that he’d never hurt me. Part of me wanted to ask if he really meant it, but another, more cowardly part, chickened out.
“You know, if you keep biting this, you’ll make it bleed.” A warm, thick finger pulled the soft skin of my lower lip from between my teeth. “And then I’d have to taste you.”
The low growl in his voice made my body react all over again. That deep sound was so sexy. I shuffled a little. It was time to go after what I wanted.
“What if I want you to taste it?” I’d never tried seduction, but I’d heard enough of it going on to give it a try. I winced. My voice wasn’t sultry like I was aiming for, more a breathless whisper. But Shane was on his knees by my side in a flash, staring intently into my face, his eyes glinting a bright, lightening blue, and his enlarged pupils flickering with a deep blood red.
“Say that again.”
Could I? Fudge sticks. The way he was looking at me made my whole body heat.
“Taste me.” I meant it to be a demand, except it came out as a plea.
A big hand slid through my hair to cradle the base of my head. “Where, beautiful Sorcha?” His tongue flicked out, wetting his lips. With his other hand, he traced his fingertips down my neck, resting lightly over my pulse point. “Here? Is that what you want? For me to drink from you?”
I did. So much. But I knew that would be dangerous since he was only a fledgling. His smirk showed me he knew that too. I squirmed at the thought of what that would be like.
“Don’t worry, little bird. I won’t do that until I can feed safely and can control my desires enough. We have time to play.” His finger traced over the neckline of my winter coat. Holding my gaze, he lowered the zipper and slipped his hand inside, teasing the skin of my collarbone. Urgh, dressing in a sweater had been a bad idea.
Shane grinned, his eyes twinkling as if he could hear my thoughts. “Even these layers won’t stop me.”
My pulse jumped as he slipped his hand beneath the wool and slid his touch up to where my nipple pushed against the soft, sheer material of my bra. I didn’t have massive boobs, butneither were they tiny. He filled his hand and gently squeezed, a groan escaping both of us simultaneously.
“Fuck, so soft, so perfect,” he mumbled, feeling the other one. “Do you like my hands on you, Sor?”
His finger and thumb firmly squeezed one then the other nipple, and my back bowed forward. I whimpered, unable to form words. I was so turned on, and he’d barely touched me. My eyes fluttered closed, my back arching more when he pinched harder.
“Keep those pretty eyes on me.”
Immediately, I did as he said.
“Good girl.”
Another whimper.
Shane’s eyes sparked. “You like that? Me telling you what to do? That you’re perfect for me?”
I swallowed against my dry throat. Perhaps I shouldn’t, but Shane’s deep, sexy voice giving me an instruction was different from a hateful voice demanding my subservience. I nodded.
“Words, baby. You have to answer my questions with words. For now, anyway.”
“Okay,” I managed shakily, so turned on by his continued hold on my head and hair, and oh, the way he was touching me... words felt out of my reach.
