My hips jerked at the tip of his tongue sliding along the edge of my panties. Shadow fingers came out to play, making me jump at their cool touch.
Kyren’s eyes flicked up to mine, a silent request to stay still.
I leaned back further on my elbows, a bit in awe as the shadows went to work. My other boot came off, and then they made quick work of the remaining side of my jeans, leaving me only in my dark blue shirt and panties.
My breaths came in faster, while Kyren teased the edge of my panties, never dipping inside but making me ache all the same.
“Tate’s going to come back soon,” I stuttered out, somehow thinking saying it out loud of remind me why this shouldn’t be happening.
“Good.” Kyren’s nose brushed along my folds through the thin cloth. “He can watch for once.”
Shadow tightened around my arms, then jerked. My back hit the bed, my arms pinned above my head. “Kyren… what are you…?”
He hummed against me, hands cupping behind my thighs. “Your blood… mmm… delectable. I’ve never tasted anything so… addicting.”
“Uh… thanks?” I wiggled or tried to. The first shift and his shadows pinned my hips down. “Is this really necessary?”
“I can taste when your cycle is near,” he murmured, more to himself than to me.
“My what?” I gasped out as his tongue flicked across me. Not enough to give me what I wanted, but enough to make me burn for it.
Two fingers hooked to the side of my panties and shifted them to the side.
Kyren’s eyes lifted, pupils blown wide. “When it happens,” his words brushed over my sensitive core, “I want you on my face.”
“Okay,” I breathed out, more of a plea than anything.
I’d barely gotten the word out before his mouth latched onto my clit, sucking it much in the same way he had my tongue earlier when he kissed me.
My head tossed from side to side, fighting against his shadows. “Kyren. I can’t… It’s too much… Please.”
Kyren’s response was only to suck harder, his fangs pinching into the soft part of me. The slight pain only added to the pleasure until I was coming apart at the edges. My back arched and legs shook, and a scream ripped from me so loud that if anyone was listening, they’d think Kyren was killing me.
Finally, Kyren let up, lapping slowly, reverently at my folds as I came down from my high. My breaths came in hard gasps.
The bedroom door slammed shut, jolting me.
My eyes bounced to Tate in the doorway. Even knowing Tate would approve, guilt filled me at doing something with Kyren without him.
“Gone five minutes and my boyfriend hijacks my date.” Tate shook his head and chuckled. He sat the first aid kit Kyren’s desk at one side then walked toward us. He laid down next to me, stroking his fingers along my hip bone. “Look at you, all trussed up with nowhere to go.”
Tate leaned over me, tilted my chin up, and pressed his lips to mine in a brief kiss. “You know,” his eyes slid down my bodybefore shifting to linger on Kyren, “I had planned on a nice quiet night after all the excitement on our date.”
Kyren snorted.
“But…” Tate smirked. “It seems a little late for quiet since Kyren has let the whole dorm know what a good time you’re having.” He wagged his brows, making me blush.
“Tate,” Kyren said in warning before pressing a kiss to my inner thigh.
“Right.” Tate pressed a kiss to my collar bone, then to the side of my neck. “I think you’re a bit too dressed for what I want to do to you, princess. I think we might want to…” Tate grabbed the edges of my collar and ripped the shirt down the middle.
“Great,” I grumbled with a mock glare. “Two pieces of clothing ruined tonight.”
Tate pushed the cup of my matching black bra down, sucking my nipple into the hot cavern of his mouth. His tongue swirled around, his teeth scraping the tip, making me gasp.
Kyren didn’t let up on his end, even with how sensitive I already was from before. His lips followed the path of his fingers, looping beneath the sides of my panties before dragging them down my legs. Then his presence disappeared from between my thighs.
My eyes flipped open.
