Valen looks back at Lucas. “I’m asking whatyouwant. Are you ready to take this to a place where it can’t go back to how it was?”
Lucas’ exhale shudders. “I think… yes?” He shakes his head and it’s too dark for me to read his expression. “I don’t know. Tor and I just kissed.Wejust kissed.”
Valen smiles widely. “You’re such a romantic. It’s oddly endearing. How about this? We dip our toes in. Keep it… hands and mouths. If we’re not compatible at this basic level, then we know our answer on whether the three of us can work.”
Valen’s hand slips from Lucas’ throat and his fingers graze along my shoulder, my skin rippling in goosebumps as he goes. I love when he gets like this, dominant, confident, and ready to claim what is his. My breath is heavy by the time he reaches my nightgown’s ribbon, finding the ends and pulling it apart. Asmall, desperate whimper escapes me when he slips the strap enticingly down my shoulder.
His fingers glide along the lace rim and my thighs clench from the pressure building between them. I’m a tool in Valen’s seduction, a precious and desired toy for them to play with, and I’m loving every second of it. Lucas watches in starved desperation as Valen slides the lace under my breast, exposing me to the moonlight.
My breath catches, my nipples pebbling. My pulse is in my ears and my mind goes pleasantly quiet with anticipation.
Valen claims Lucas’ hand and presses a kiss to his palm. “Care to join me in playing with this beautiful woman before we die?”
Lucas gasps when Valen nips him, Valen smirking wickedly before soothing the sting with a sensual lick. Lucas is impossibly hard against me, his hips shifting to relieve the pressure. His gaze flicks down to me and I smile at him. I lift a hand to run my fingers along his coarse jaw. “Please, Lucas.” With my fingertips, I draw him down and he follows my command with a shiver. “I’m so wet after Valen’s filthy little speech.”
I kiss him, moaning and arching my back at the novel thrill of finally being able to do so because I want to. His tongue slides along my lower lip and I gasp, opening my mouth for him, and grinding my ass against his cock like I’ve been dying to all night.
Valen’s voice rumbles over me. “May I take that as a yes?”
Lucas nods and I can hear the smirk in Valen’s purred, “Excellent.”
He rips my nightgown apart with a vicious jerk and flare of magic, the tear of cloth shocking in the dark quiet of the night. I choke for breath and rip away from Lucas’ kiss to gape down at the ruined cotton. “Valen! That’s not mine.”
“I don’t fucking care.” And he silences my reply by leading with his tongue to open-mouth kiss my breast. I cry out, handfisting in Valen’s hair. I shiver and nearly thrash from the jolt of pleasure down my center. My head slams back and lands on Lucas’ shoulder.
Oh fuck. The things this does to me. My skin ripples in goosebumps, my body flushed. My ripped nightgown is tossed open, putting me fully on display for both men. I’m a shivering mess, starved for more.
“Beautiful.” Valen grips my thigh and I twitch. A wanton keen escapes my lips when he parts my thighs and guides one leg to slide behind Lucas’ so I stay spread for them. An aching want clenches my sex, as if I wasn’t thoroughly fucked into this mattress earlier that day. I bite my lip, my hips shivering.
Lucas shifts and all my focus snaps to him, my skin tingling with the awareness of his eyes on me. Lucas’ lips brush my ear, his hushed whisper sending ripples of pleasure down my neck. “May I touch you, Torment?”
He’s too polite and I nearly scream in sexual frustration, but the contrast of Valen’s familiar assertiveness and Lucas’ novel politeness only amps up my roaring desire. Lucas is clever and a fast learner, and Valen knows my body better than anyone else. The thought of the places this could go has me nodding so hard that I hurt my neck. “Yes. Anything you want. You don’t have to ask, just don’t stop until I pass out.” My gaze locks with Valen’s. My smile turns feral. “Valen knows my limits, or lack of them.”
Valen growls darkly, his eyes glinting in the night. His teeth sink into the side of my breast at just the right pressure where pleasure and pain mix sharply. My hips buck when pleasure throbs in my sex, but I’m too splayed to move much and I moan deeply, arching and turning to bury my face desperately into Lucas’ neck, his scent all I can breathe.
Valen licks the mark with a groan, his hips rocking his hard cock against my other leg. His voice is thick. “Careful sayingsuch, Tori, or I’ll fuck you so hard you won’t be able to walk tomorrow.”
I breathe a sensual laugh, lips grazing Lucas’ neck. “You promise?”
Valen’s response turns imperceptible when my pounding pulse drowns him out. Lucas moves, his hand pulling free of the tattered remains of Nora’s nightgown. I draw in breath slowly and goosebumps ripple along his neck when I exhale. He gently shifts the cotton out of the way of my body, the cool air kissing my flushed skin.
The first touch of Lucas’ rough calluses on my ribs nearly unravels me. They scratch against my skin, the edges of his rings sharp. His wide palm is nearly too much. And that’s only him slowly tracing my ribs. I’m going to be ruined by the time he touches anything more sensitive.
Lucas’ chest rumbles against me. “You’re so fucking beautiful, Torment.” He cups my breast softly and I arch harshly into it with a moan. “Is this okay?”
My body convulses, my heart pounding. I nod furiously and dissolve when Valen joins him. Both men’s talented hands on me are a dream that I’m not sure if I’ve slipped into. It’s almost too much, Valen licking and sucking his way from breast to breast and Lucas assisting. When his thumb smooths over my nipple and then presents the cupped breast to Valen’s mouth, I nearly scream with the intense throb in my sex. I shift my leg to close my thighs and relieve some of the aching pressure building between them.
Valen murmurs between sweeping licks, “Don’t let her do that. I’m not done with her sweet pussy.”
Lucas obeys and his leg stops mine from lifting over his. He uses his thigh to keep mine hooked around it and spreads me wider. I’m exposed, nothing hidden from the men. Ishiver violently, hips jolting with a pulse of pleasure from the indecency of it.
Valen releases my nipple with a wet pop that has me convulsing. He smiles darkly, tilting his head to look down my body. “Tell me, my dear. Does that greedy cunt need some attention?”
I nod furiously, my teeth sinking into my lip.
“I said, tell me.” He slaps my sex lightly, his expression savage when I cry out, pleasure spiking, and I press harder into it. He keeps his hand cupped there, rubbing as he feels me, the tip of his middle finger dipping into my entrance. “So wet and pretty. It deserves some loving, if only you’d do as you’re told.”
Oh fuck, the things his filthy mouth does to me. “Yes. Anything. I need anything.”
