Before I can ask, Lucas cries out, his hold on me tight, and pleasure shivers down my spine and limbs. His hot release coats my sex, coats Valen’s mouth, and want aches me so hard that I keen loudly. Valen shifts, sucking and licking me clean until he tongues my clit and I follow Lucas, my hips rubbing desperately against Valen’s mouth.
Lucas and I go limp, our chests heaving with the intensity of the moment. I moan and arch into him, wiggling my hips. Desire pulses deep in me, this moment a tease of what it could be.There’s no way in hell we can go back to being just friends after that. I’ve felt his thick cock and now a hunger to have it fucking me is like a disease plaguing my mind.
I eye Valen kneeling next to us, looking like a sex god with the moonlight behind him, his erection waiting to be serviced. Both Lucas’ and my cum are on his mouth and he cleans it off with his thumb. He sucks it, his eyes glowing with a dark, masculine pride of a job well done.
Desire possesses my mind and body, turning me into a ravenous sexual creature with only one thought. I drag myself out from Lucas’ loose hold and rip off the ruined nightgown. Fully naked, I crawl over to Valen on my hands in knees. I drop down to my forearms, my knees apart for Lucas’ viewing pleasure. I take Valen into my mouth all the way to his root. Valen moans, hips flexing and fist twisting in my knotted hair. Lucas groans behind me and I smile.
Valen rolls his hips in a constant, confident wave and I moan into it. His grip on my hair is firm, my scalp tingling. The throbbing inside me worsens and I shiver, wishing Lucas could mount me.
I catch the moment Valen’s gaze leaves me. He stares at Lucas, his smile stretching, and he fucks my mouth faster. I shiver violently, Valen’s head tilting. Challenge glints in his eyes. His sinful mouth parts, his head dropping back. His moan is soul-aching, his body a work of art, his movements deliciously animalistic. Lucas’ breath shivers and heat lances through me.
Valen comes hard, his mouth stretching open wide. He doesn’t muffle his sounds. I moan, thighs shifting, and gulp down his release. I’m a touch out of practice and some escapes. I lift up, sucking as I do, until Valen’s cock slips free. I slither up his body to wrap my arms around his neck. He smiles lazily, licking up my chin to collect what escaped. I shiver, rubbing against him. I kiss him deeply, leisurely, and he hums inpleasure, his hand sliding over my body possessively. My voice is husky in the dark. “Thank you.”
He kisses me again. “You’re entirely welcome.”
We lie back down on the mattress, Valen’s arms around my middle and his ear against my chest. He drawls arrogantly just to piss off Lucas, “If no one shoved that idiot into action, he’d never have properly debauched you.”
Lucas scoffs. “That ‘idiot’ is right here.”
Valen chuckles and rolls on his back, one hand folding behind his head. “Tell me, magician. Are you too squeamish to kiss a mouth that tastes like—” he tilts his head in thought “—three people’s cum?”
My heart flutters, my eyes flaring, when the bed shifts. Lucas leans over Valen, his large body achingly tempting, and Valen’s eyes light with excitement. Lucas’ deep voice rasps seductively, “You have no idea the depths of depravity I’m capable of.”
And before Valen can quip back, Lucas kisses him, letting his body settle over Valen’s. Valen hums in pleased surprise, then moans deeply, body rolling as the kiss intensifies. I watch with rapt attention as Lucas kisses the soul out of the weaver, Valen getting more and more pliant as it goes on. Valen’s fine-boned hands slide down Lucas’ back to grip his ass and Lucas’ leg slides up to catch his. Valen bucks with a gasp that Lucas swallows, his head tilting to kiss Valen deeper.
With one last lick, Lucas pulls back and grins wickedly. Valen breathes heavily, his eyes dazed. His throat works, but no sound comes out.
Lucas whispers in his ear and Valen shivers. “You might talk big, you might be good at control, but your body is screaming to be pinned and fucked, and I have the feeling that no one has done that properly in a long time. So let me know when you decide that I’m worth the trouble and I’ll fuck the arrogance out of you. Because, V…” He grips Valen’s jaw and forces their eyesto meet. Lucas smiles cockily. “I promise you I can get that pretty mouth of yours to bite the pillow and beg for more.”
A flush blooms across Valen’s body and he searches Lucas with a desperation I didn’t know he was capable of. His gaze dips down to Lucas’ mouth and Lucas brushes their lips together, Valen tilting up, but Lucas pushes off him. He rolls over and bundles my naked body against his. “I think I’ve given you plenty to think about. Goodnight, weaver.”
Valen is stunned silent and I can’t help the little hysterical laugh that bubbles out. Oh, yes, I can definitely get used to this.
CHAPTER 26
The midday sun glares down on the three of us and I sweat in the heat. Lucas has us hiding in an alley, his arm outstretched to hold me against the mossy brick. My nose wrinkles. The putrid scent of warming trash rolls my stomach. I try my best to take short breaths through my mouth, but I can still taste it. Valen stands unaffected at my side, his hands in his pockets and feet apart as usual. He refuses to touch the brick and I can hardly blame him.
Lucas’ rings ripple. Spider-silk thin threads feed into the cobblestones to wind along the earth, allowing him to track a pack of bounty hunters. His brown eyes are tense, his jaw clenched. The situation is serious; the bounty hunters are a group of magicians known for their brutality and hunting prowess. And yet, I’m utterly and completely distracted by the deep purple bruise on Lucas’ neck. The memory of biting him there during my earth-shattering orgasm beneath both men’s hands brings a flush to my cheeks. I’d fan myself and blame the sun if Lucas’ arm across my sternum wasn’t so restricting.
My eyes dart to Valen to see if he’s as distracted as I am. Of course, he’s not; his sole focus is on the mouth of the alley. I drop my gaze.
We haven’t talked about last night. I thought about bringing it up after breakfast, but I hesitated. What bloomed last night is a young, delicate thing that I don’t want to crush by stumbling over the wrong words. Especially with the men, who seem to be pretending that last night didn’t happen. They have a lot of hostility still rippling in the undercurrent of their interactions and I can’t quite figure out why that is.
So much is riding on both of them coming to terms with their feelings, let alone navigating a relationship with me. But those are a lot of complications that we don’t need while trying to keep me alive. Which is why they’re focusing, like I should be, instead of lustfully daydreaming.
I sigh and gag violently. Ugh, the alley is a special layer of hell. “Can we?—”
Lucas hisses, “Shh!”
My face contorts in outrage. “You didnotshush me.”
He glares angrily at me and I roll my eyes.
Valen murmurs, “We can still go back to your friend’s and save the grimoire for another day. I can suppress your threads.”
I whip around to him, forgetting myself in my rising outrage. “Are you out of your fucking mind? I’d lose my magic!”
Lucas scowls. “Will both of youshut up?—”
