daring action. I feared the fight that may ensue. So, when Shaz kissed Arys back with an uncharacteristic boldness, I was stunned.
I watched as Shaz slid a hand into Arys’ ebony locks. Was I really seeing this? Arys was clearly in control of the kiss, but Shaz was intrigued, I could see that. He tasted his own blood on Arys’ tongue along with a touch of mine, and he loved it.
My pulse raced, and I slowly sat up between them, careful not to interrupt. The blood that ran in a slow trickle from Shaz’ wound beckoned to me, and my bloodlust awakened.
I was overcome with the many things I wanted to do to each of them, but that blood was at the forefront of my focus.
Pushing myself to my knees, I went for Shaz’ bleeding neck. The last thing I wanted to do was tear my eyes from the head spinning vision of their kiss, but there was no denying the call of the bloodlust. Tilting my head to the side, I was easily able to lick the red nectar that flowed from the twin punctures.
Shaz’ blood was salty and yet so powerful. It was like tasting it for the first time all over again. Breaking off their kiss, both men turned their attention to me. Arys’ arms went around me from behind, guiding me so that I fit perfectly between them. Shaz kissed the tip of my nose before claiming my lips.
I could taste Arys on him, and it thrilled me. They each pressed close, sandwiching me between them. I was a lucky lady, and I knew it. There was no taking this for granted.
Having a rock hard erection pressed to my mound and my rear end made me sigh with contentment. I wrapped one arm around Shaz’ neck and reached back with the other to caress the side of Arys’ face. He swept my hair aside and lavished my neck with kisses and nibbles.
Their hands on my body were eager, groping my br**sts and reaching to stroke the sensitive nub between my thighs. Shaz grasped my hand and pulled me back down onto the rug beside him. Arys dropped down to press against me from behind, and I snuggled in between them with a smile on my face.
There was a spicy new dynamic to our trio, and though I knew Shaz had boundaries that Arys had abandoned long ago, it was good thing. I had no reason to believe that Shaz would ever allow himself to like Arys genuinely, but this understanding was between them, and, however they’d come to it, I could only be grateful.
I was content, relaxed between them when Arys worked himself inside me from behind. He put a hand on my hip as he guided his c**k in. Shaz put an arm around me and kissed me with a scorching fervor. The taste of his blood was strong from his kiss with Arys. The excitement that shot through me caused me to shiver with delight.
I reached down between our bodies and stroked his shaft in time with Arys’ rhythm.
This was my favorite sensation, the feeling of them on each side of me while the flames of passion burned throughout us. It washed away the remnants of the last several weeks.
The sense of peace that had settled between Arys and me was something I’d been longing for since the entire Harley nonsense started.
Arys entwined a hand in my hair, holding my head while Shaz kissed me. Together they dominated me in a manner that was both affectionate and primal. I’d never felt so safe. In my ideal world, I could stay this way forever and never leave.
Time ceased to exist as we moved together. Physical pleasure became emotional essence, obliterating all else. The glow of the fire illuminated us, casting our shadow on the opposite wall.
With a groan, Arys came powerfully inside me. Rather than stop, he increased his pace, and before long, I felt the promise of orgasm. The night was ablaze with lust, love and bliss. And, I had a feeling, it was just getting started.
Chapter Twenty-Two
“Do you want the usual?” Kylarai bustled around the kitchen, fixing us coffee.
I nodded, my focus on the sound of water running down the hall. “Yeah, the usual.” I was waiting for Zoey to finish in the shower. I’d come to Ky’s to see her, knowing I couldn’t put off this visit. I was uncomfortable, and I assumed she would be also.
“So, uh, how is she doing?” I asked, fearing the response.
Ky tossed her dark hair out of her face and brought two cups of coffee to the table.
She took the seat across from me and beamed a bright smile. My guts turned. It was obvious Julian hadn’t told her about his little indiscretion. I didn’t have the heart to wipe that smile off her face with the news. I hated being in this position. Should I do what was right and tell her, or let the truth come out on its own? Julian couldn’t hide it forever.
“She’s actually much better than I expected. She’s been pretty quiet, keeps to herself a lot. But, we’ve had a few chances to chat and though she seems a little disturbed, I think she’s doing better than most other people would be in her position.”