Well, they look good, too.
Really fucking good.
They’re not even fully naked, their pants still on as they use each other for relief.
“Who do you think is going to come first?” Noah asks, suddenly right behind me, his breath warm against my ear.
I didn’t even hear him move.
He’s the deadliest of the trio. Yet I let him sneak up on me. And I’m not even afraid to have him near.
In fact, all I want to do is melt back into him and let his masculine strength soothe my raging desires.
Only that would probably stoke my need that much more.
“My money is on Johan,” Noah continues, his voice low as his warmth begins to bleed through my clothes and seep into my skin. “All Laz needs to do is use his tongue a little bit on the tip, and it’ll set tech boy genius off.” He chuckles. “At least, that’s all I need to do when I suck his cock.”
I swallow, imagining Noah now joining the mess of limbs on the floor.
“I’ve tried biting, too,” Noah murmurs. “He doesn’t fancy that as much. Seems pain isn’t his thing. Too bad, though. I’m a bit of a sadist at heart.”
Shocking,I think. I would utter that word out loud, but I don’t quite trust my voice right now.
“What about you, little bee?” His voice feels somehow closer now, his presence that much more imposing at my back. “How do you feel about a little sting with your pleasure? Maybe some teeth in your neck?” His lips ghost over my pulse—which is now thudding—as he speaks.
He hums, the vibration of it making me shiver.
“Mmm, I’ll take that blossoming fragrance between your slick thighs as a yes.” He exhales the words against my neck, nearly making me whimper. “What about your clit, pet? Can I nibble you there? Maybe your nipples as well?”
Oh God,I feel faint. Dizzy with desire. Warmth blossoms in my lower belly, spreading sensation to my nerve endings. It’s like I’m about to explode. Yet I’m not even being touched. I’m just watching and listening.And imagining…
His words have me nearly turning into him, to see what it would be like to feel his teeth in my flesh.
No,I tell myself.No. No. Fuck no. No!
A muffled snarl halts everything inside me, the bookstore-like fragrance suddenly overpowering everything else in the room as one of the men explodes.
Johan, I realize, his head seeming to thrash beneath Lazarus as the bigger man pins him with his cock down his throat.
He can’t breathe,I think, the snarl having been cut off mid-sound.
“Choke on it,” Lazarus demands, his hand around Johan’s knot as he strokes the other man to completion.
Johan has a lethal grip on Lazarus’s hips, his arms bulging with masculine fury as his cock unleashes ropes of cum.
Into a shirt,I suddenly understand.What…?
I don’t even want to know.
Yet I can’t stop watching Lazarus squeeze the other alpha’s dick. His movements are rough. Cruel, even. Yanking up and down while twisting Johan’s knot.
It looks like it hurts.
Only, Johan is still coming. So it must not be that painful?
Lazarus lifts, and a wheeze comes from Johan, only to be cut off again as the don punches his hips back down. “Don’t swallow,” he demands, fucking Johan in earnest now. “I want that cum.”
Noah huffs a laugh. “Good luck with that. Looks like tech boy genius is going to asphyxiate on Laz’s load. Ah, well, worse ways to die.”
