“Well, not when we are moaning…”
André pressed me against the wall between the shower and the vanity, his fangs tugging at my lower lip, but then took a step back, making my body ache.
What? No!
Before I could voice my complaint, shadows swirled around my body and dissolved, taking my clothes with them. The triumphant smirk on Dante’s face made me want to smack him and fuck him all the same time, but André ripped his clothes off, calling my attention back to him.
I loved that he was already so damn hard, and that length… delicious. He reached that hidden G-spot deep inside me, every time.
His body pressed against me next, and a gasp escaped me when I felt his impossibly hardness against me, he was throbbing. He’d clearly enjoyed my foreplay with Hannes.
When he gave me his flawless crooked grin, I leaned in, expecting, wanting his kiss. Instead, André’s lips made a trail down my neck, licking their way between my breasts and down my stomach to my belly.
“Yes!”
His hand hooked under my knee, and he lifted it. “Set your foot on the vanity.”
“Yes, sir!”
Suddenly feeling very obedient, I did.
“Fuck, Natalia, you are drenched. You look so beautiful glistening like this.”
I swear I meant to reply, but the second the tip of his tongue licked its way between my delicate skin the world shuddered.
“Oh yeah. You want Hannes, badly.”
“Shut up!”
Reaching for the glass wall of the shower with one hand, I attempted to hold on while André’s mouth descended on my now extra-sensitive center and caused pure chaos in me. The guttural sound of pleasure that escaped him, made me shiver against his lips.
A choir of breathy moans ripped from me with the sensations he created, and my other hand plunged into his hair, grippingit tightly while he nibbled, sucked, and licked the most sensitive part of me.
I was so close to losing all sanity. He had barely started, and I was ready to come… he was hitting all the right places. It felt like he’d memorized my body and knew exactly what to do to drive me crazy.
Not that I was complaining.
Ragged breaths hurriedly left my mouth before Dante claimed it, kissing me with the same desperation I felt. My hand left André’s head and curled around his neck when he stepped between me and the vanity, his position pushing my thigh against the wall, so I was even more open for them.
Holding firmly to Dante and the glass wall, I felt his kisses begin a trail to my neck, reaching our bond tattoo. All sensations increased when he sucked the tender spot—as if it was a magical key to my ecstasy.
His hand captured my breast and when he began to massage it, pinching my nipple, everything went dark.
With the next sweep of André’s tongue over my throbbing center, my universe exploded. His fingers slid inside me to intensify the pleasure, and my eyes snapped open with the onslaught of sensations.
Dante’s mouth closed over one of my nipples, adding to the frenzy until each wave of pleasure hit me harder than it ever had. Fresh moans ripped from my throat generously, becoming louder and raspier as I fell down the never-ending abyss.
My gaze settled on Hannes, glowing blue eyes capturing me while he removed his clothes slowly. The T-shirt fell to the floor, revealing the glistening muscles of his broad chest and making me want to lick it.
When his thumbs slipped down his waistband, pushing down his jeans, I almost cried. His thick, delicious hardness sprang out, showing me exactly what I’d been missing.
Suddenly thirsty, my tongue went dry.
Falling back against the wall, my head rested there as I began to come down from the high, eyes closing briefly, just to open in time to see André stand.
Dante’s fingers replaced André’s mouth, enticing me again while they slid in and out of me, his thumb circling the now even more sensitive throbbing spot.
André’s naked body rested against me, his length pressing against my right hip while he lifted my other leg, hooking my ankle over his shoulder until I was fully off the ground.
