“Have you ever noticed that every time you go on a tangent about the Durands, you get all worked up and need to fuck?”
“I do not,” Kyren argued, his head snapping back to me even as he moaned.
I palmed his cock, pulling it from root to tip with practiced hands. “Says the one with a hard on from just bitching about them. I worry that once you meet the Durand brat, you won’t know if you want to fuck or kill her. Maybe both.”
With an annoyed growl at the very thought of the Durand daughter, Kyren twisted around until he straddled my lap. He pulled me out of my sweatpants, hand tight around my shaft.
“Don’t talk to me aboutherwith your hand on my cock.”
“Oh?” I arched my brow. “Maybe we should talk about another human woman then.” I squeezed his cock, drawing his attention to the empty bed across the room.
My roommate, Jack, who has become increasingly prevalent in both our minds as of late, wasn’t home, supposedly studying before our date tonight. The princess kept her side of the room neat, almost too neat, uncluttered as if she wasn’t expecting to stay long.
That was an unsettling thought.
Though, compared to my side, which looked like a bomb had gone off with books piled on every surface and clothing hanging from drawers, anything would look neat in comparison.
“What do you think our princess is doing right now?” I crooned, pumping him slowly as my thumb circled his tip.
The thought of the dark-haired beauty made his shadows writhe around us. They reached out, latching onto my limbs, dragging through my braids, stroking down the length of my cock.
“Mmmm, yes, you’re definitely interested in that particular human,” I groaned, hips bucking into his hand and shadows. “If she walked in right now, would you ask her to join us? Think she’d stay and watch?” My words came out in grunts and growls with every pump of our hands. “Maybe she’d climb up here between us. Impale herself on our cocks. You’d like that, wouldn’t you?”
He gripped the back of my head, pulling my mouth to his.
My dirty talk usually had Kyren easily speeding toward his release, but talking about Jack, the enigma that she was, painting a picture of her naked flesh rubbing between us, our cocks filling her holes while she moaned for us… It was going to make him come faster than he ever had.
I pulled back with a gasp of air. “Think she’d scream for us? She’s so quiet. Can barely drag a handful of words out of her half the time. But I bet we could make her scream.” I spit on his cock, then tightened my hand and moved faster, earnest in dragging him toward his release. “You feel that? It’s her pretty pussy squeezing you.”
“Fuck.” Kyren’s free hand slammed on the wall behind my head, doubling over as he tightened beneath my hand. Before he could hit that sharp release, I slowed down. “Oh,mi lobo,” he chuckled darkly, “you want to play today?”
I opened my mouth to retort then paused, my ear twitching. I cupped his chin and turned his head toward the door. “Listen.”
Purposeful footsteps strode up to the door, Jack’s sharp and sweet scent faintly brushed underneath the door just before the door handle turned.
“Don’t stop.” My voice was low in his ear as time seemed to slow in anticipation. My hand stroked him once more, in slow deliberate strokes. He matched my pace, both our eyes watching the door.
Her scent grew stronger as the door opened. Kyren breathed her in with a groan, unable to keep his hips from bucking up into my hand.
“That’s it, almost there,” I crooned in his ear. I didn’t know if I meant our release or Jack’s appearance. I wasn’t sure which one I wanted to happen next, either at this point. Just the thought of seeing her, seeing how she reacted to our presence, made me grit my teeth to keep from coming before I saw her.
Her dark curly hair came into view first. Her head was bent down, those almond-colored eyes focused on the phone in her hand. Her soft plump lips pressed into a tight line, her brow furrowed.
She didn’t look up when she came into the room. Her booted feet thudded across the hardwood floor. My gaze scanned down her form, legs cased in tight black fitted pants, showcasing her curves and making my mouth water.
I knew Kyren was looking, too, from the way his cock twitched in my hand.
My eyes followed the line of her t-shirt, cut so that hung off one shoulder, exposing that pale smooth skin, just begging for our teeth to mark it. A second later, Kyren’s fangs sank into my neck, jerking a desperate sound from my throat.
This time, the sound drew Jack’s attention. Her eyes jerked to the side, locking eyes with mine over Kyren’s shoulder, her breath caught in her throat. Her mouth rounded as she stepped back.
“Don’t,” I said, feeling myself about to come. “Don’t go.”
Jack licked her lips, her pulse racing in my ears.
I inhaled deeply, taking in her spicy scent of arousal. My hips thrusted quicker in an uneven rhythm. Kyren’s own pistoned faster, almost wild like me in my wolf form during mating season.
My eyes trailed down her body, settling on her thighs. The feel of my gaze made her press them together, rubbing them back and forth.
