“That’s good. Because you are mine, too, little bird. Or should I say little witch? You’ve cast a spell on me, and I can’t break it. I don’t even want to.” Bal walked towards me, not hesitating before he thrust his hand into my hair and took my mouth in a scorching kiss. I whimpered, and he swallowed the sound with a groan before he pulled away.
Shane covered the distance between us. “Gods, that is so fucking hot.”
“Isn’t it?” Bal agreed with one of his rare smiles. His head lowered again, not letting me up for air as his tongue explored every part of my mouth. All I could do was hold onto his suit jacket and kiss him back. I was dizzy from lack of oxygen by the time he pulled away. He turned to Shane, keeping one hand on my hip. His eyes were still filled with lust, but other emotions swirled in their garnet depths. A slight frown creased his brows.
“Fuck, you two…what are you doing to me?” he murmured, his eyes fluttering closed, his dark lashes brushing his cheeks. “Stop me if you don’t want this.” And he pulled Shane into a slow, sensuous kiss.
Shane melted into him, but one hand slid to my other hip, keeping me connected to them both, his other hand sliding to Bal’s face. It was incendiary watching them kiss, and their mutual groan as Bal pulled back sent another wave of pulsing need to my core. He looked between us. “I meant what I said out there. I’ve fought what I feel for you for long enough. No more. I want you both. From this moment on, you are mine.”
There was a beat, no more, before I stepped forward and slid a hand up each of their chests, needing to touch them both. He searched my face.
“I want that. I’ve always wanted you. I just never thought…” I looked down, still unable to voice my concerns about not being good enough for someone like him. Warm fingers tilted my face up, and I stared at his sinfully perfect face.
He took a deep breath, his shaking breath ghosting against my lips as he leaned his forehead against mine. His eyes were still filled with desire, but there was something else there, too. If I didn’t know better, I’d think it was a hint of vulnerability.
“Sor, it’s me who isn’t good enough for you. I am darkness and pain to everyone who loves me. I want to keep you both in a glass palace, where I can always see you, but where no evil can ever reach you. But life isn’t so simple. If you are with me, you have to understand that my darkness will infect your life, too.”
I slid my hand higher and cupped his jaw, his slight stubble grazing my skin. “Darkness has been my friend for a long time. Now it can become my lover.” And I stood on my tiptoes and brushed my lips against his.
His nostrils flared, and he turned his head and looked steadily at Shane.
Shane’s throat bobbed, but he nodded, holding Bal’s eyes. “I want this. Though…” His cheeks heated, and he glanced at me. “I’ve never actually been with another man before.”
I exchanged a glance with Bal before he shifted his weight enough that he was directly in front of Shane. If it was possible, his eyes softened more before his throat bobbed.
“He will take care of you. We both will,” I said, believing every word. I trusted Bal to take care of us both.
“I will.” Bal lifted Shane’s chin, holding onto his jaw between his fingers and thumb. He leaned in and brushed his lips against Shane's, and my beautiful, strong werewolf melted, sinking into Bal’s touch. Bal pulled back again and turned Shane’s head to me. “Kiss her. I want to watch.”
Shane pulled me into his embrace, and it was suddenly his taste filling my senses, his tongue making me whimper. Bal moved behind me, and his hands slipped under my top, cupping my breasts. Shane didn’t let up, devouring my mouth as Bal pulled down the material of my bra and tortured my sensitivenipples. I couldn’t do anything but whine as he tugged and stroked until I ached, his erection pushing into my lower back. His warm lips fluttered over my skin as he kissed my neck, grazing his fangs on my pulse point, and making me shiver with pleasure at the promise of his bite.
He hadn’t bitten either of us in that spot. I wasn’t brave enough to ask why, but there had to be a reason. Perhaps it was too intimate for someone as detached as the Count. Vampires had fated mates just as shifters and fae did. Shane had told me I was his mate, but Bal had never said anything of the kind. Biting for shifters was a mating act; for vampires, not so much. Though once mated, vampires would not feed from anyone other than their partner unless there was no choice.
We were a complicated and chaotic mess, that was for sure, but being together felt right, and I had to trust that we would eventually iron out our dynamics. I firmly believed that what Bal was offering today was the beginning of him being more open with us. He was letting us in. It was clear he meant what he said about caring about us. And the vulnerability I’d witnessed in his gaze was real. I was sure of it. He was old, and I couldn’t imagine how many times his heart had been broken, how many loves he’d lost in all those years. It was no wonder that he tried to protect his heart by locking away his feelings. I couldn’t help but feel a deep satisfaction that Shane and I had started to unlock them.
I shivered, even as my body burned for them. Bal’s bite would incinerate me, especially if Shane claimed me at the same time. My sensitive skin pulsed between my legs, moisture leaking from me.
With a growl, Bal lifted his head from my neck. “Desk.”
A command. To both of us.
“Fuck, yeah.” Shane picked me up and turned, his eyes glinting with hunger as he perched my bottom on the desk.
“Lay her down on her back.” Bal swept his hand across the desk, knocking the documents neatly piled in the centre off onto the floor. Shane’s big hand eased me backwards, his mouth devouring mine until his bulk settled over me. I ground into the steel ridge of flesh that nestled between my legs, whimpering.
“That’s it, baby, ride my cock, use me.”
My moan was long and tortured. I tilted my head so I could see Bal above me. Would he feed his cock between my lips? The thought excited me. I loved being under them both. It was different from how it had been before with Nicolai. Then I hadn’t had a choice; now I knew I could stop this at any time.
The desk’s leather insert was cold on my back where my shirt had ridden up. Bal grabbed the hem, ridding me of it.
“Take those damn things off, I want to see her naked.”
Shane unflicked the button on my jeans, making short work of them and my lacy undies while I peered up at Bal.
“Forward.” He helped me sit up, undoing the clasp of my bra and sliding it off my arms in a swift and practised movement before urging me down again. He groaned, his eyes burning red with lust. He was still fully clothed, and his deep spicy scent surrounded me as my right nipple was engulfed in the heat and suction of his mouth. He pulled off and swirled his tongue around the sensitive flesh.
“Make her come. Quick and hard.”
