Shane’s nostrils flared, but he slowly turned his attention to Sor. Her focus stayed on him as he whispered in her ear.
“You up for that, little bird?”
Her gaze flickered to me before resting back on Shane. “Yes.” Her voice was so quiet that even I struggled to hear her breathy reply.
Shane turned her to face me, then slid in behind her. His big hands moved under her thick sweater, lifting it.
“Arms up, sweetheart.”
The low growling quality to his voice only made him sexier. Sor complied, and the heavy garment was flung away. Shane brushed his lips over the shell of Sor’s ear before he nipped gently. Sor’s little whimper hit me hard. Fuck, she wasn’t even naked, and my cock was throbbing, pushing against the confines of my fitted boxers.
Shane met my gaze as he ran his tongue over that sensitive skin while he encircled her waist and dragged his touch up her torso. His slow progress was torture, his touch sensual as he caressed the enticing curve of her hips and the soft planes of her stomach.
I almost growled at the t-shirt that obstructed my view of her silky smooth skin. My fingers itched to rip it from her, but I’d asked for a show, and Shane, the bastard, was giving me one. His gaze flicked up to mine, a devious light shining in his eyes. My fangs slipped from under my upper lip as I tilted my head and smirked back. He thought he was torturing me. What he didn’t realise was that I’d revisit that torture on him tenfold. Fuck. Pre-come leaked from my slit as I pictured all the ways I could punish him.
He returned to his task, his beautiful mouth coaxing more groans and gasps from Sor’s luscious lips. He kissed and nipped down her neck until he slid the offending garment up further, revealing a purple and gold lace bra that framed the mounds of her succulent breasts. My gaze fixed on the buds of her rosy nipples thrusting against the sheer fabric. There was no hiding my groan. The chair arms creaked under my grip.
Shane trailed his hands down her arms, lacing their fingers briefly before brushing them back up. He tilted her head towards him and claimed her mouth in a seductive kiss. My breathing turned ragged. Fuckfuckfuck! I was holding on by a thread.
Sor’s loud whimper brought my attention from their duelling tongues to where his other hand cupped one lace-covered breast. A low growl rumbled in his chest. He tugged a puckered nipple between his finger and thumb, making Sor arch forward.
My need to rip their clothes off and fuck Sor while I sucked Shane until he was begging for release was almost overwhelming. But we’d only just started, and I couldn’t let them see me lose control…
“I want to see those beautiful breasts, fledgling.”
Shane's gaze flicked to mine, his nostrils flaring.
I raised a brow as he pulled his mouth from Sor’s, and his swollen top lip curled, showing me his fangs. Jesus. That was as hot as it had been the first time I’d seen them. He had no idea what seeing him with sharp vampire teeth did to me. My balls tightened, more fluid dripping onto my belly and soaking into the material of my boxers.
Sor turned her lust-drunk gaze on me. Need seared my blood. I wanted to taste her blood, the nectar between her legs, every damned part of her.
“Does he deserve to see them, little bird?”
If we were alone, Shane’s smirk and dark, sultry look would earn me slamming him up against the wall and fucking him senseless, but I would wait for that pleasure.
Sor swallowed hard and met my gaze as I maintained my relaxed posture. Shane could tell how I really felt, my breathing deep and rapid, my skin flushed with desire. My vision was tainted with red, so I knew my eyes were telling him how riled up I was. That was a sign of emotion that I’d not been able to hide from Shane. If he realised I could hide my lust from others, I was fucked. It would give him power over me…
I almost choked on my saliva as Shane unclipped Sor’s bra and slid it down her arms. My breath caught in my chest. She was stunning. Every time I saw her, she was more beautiful than the last.
“The rest.”
Shane raised a brow. “What happened to give me a show?”
I slid my gaze from his to Sor. I wanted her to know that I wanted her as much as I wanted him.
“Another time.”
I stood and stalked closer. Sor’s eyes widened, her face and neck flushing as I stopped in front of them. Shane continuedto lavish attention on her hard nipples, and her hips shifted, releasing the heady scent of her desire. I cupped her face, almost giving in and ravaging her mouth as Shane had, but kissing them both would break the promise I’d made to myself. It would break down my barriers, and then I’d be lost…
Desire flared in her gaze as I leaned close and kissed each eyelid and the corners of her mouth.
“Sor, you’re too fucking beautiful. I need to see you now.” It was a statement, but also a question. The slight dip of her chin was all I needed.
“Keep playing with those gorgeous tits.”
Shane grunted at my order, but his gaze lowered as I slid my hands down over her collar bones and rested them over his. Together, we worshipped her sensitive flesh.
“Fuck, Bal, stop tormenting us.”
