The Dragon's Wing (Kit Davenport #2)

“We all need to make exceptions in the winter, love. But I can remedy that now for you…” he purred into my neck, withdrawing his hand long enough to divest himself of the offensive garment, then he was right back, this time with his hot length pressed tight against my rear.


“Jesus, fuck…” I hissed as he returned his hand to between my legs, playing me like a violin, and I felt his lips curve to a grin against my neck.

“Kitten, can you be quiet or do I need to leave…?” he teased, his fingers withdrawing once more and this time running slowly down my leg until he reached my knee. He then lifted it to slip his own leg underneath, leaving me wide open and exposed.

“I can be quiet.” I nodded, a little desperately, and my words must have been quiet enough because he shifted his hips, pressing his thick erection inside me from his big spoon position. I clamped my lips tight and shut my eyes to keep from crying out as he started moving slowly, so slowly, and the waves of pleasure rolled over me. From the position we were in, I was completely helpless to change the pace so could do nothing but surrender to his control as he increased and decreased speed seemingly randomly, always keeping me teetering right on the edge of orgasm. The only sounds in the room were the muffled moans and pants coming from both of us as we rocked together.

Right as I was about to break my promise to keep quiet and scream at him to quit messing with me, a cool hand slid down my belly to tease at my clit while two warm ones circled my rib cage to cup my breasts. My delirious brain took a second to do the math on that, then my eyes snapped open and found a heavy-lidded pair of granite gray ones gazing back at me from inches away.

Cole grinned a wicked grin at me as his fingers stroked and tweaked my sensitive flesh while River finally increased his pace until I really did break my silence, screaming my release at the same time as River gasped out his own, his fingers tightening on my nipples and crashing me into a wild aftershock.

“Sorry,” I finally gasped once I had regained enough of my breath to speak. “Did we wake you?” I gave Cole a naughty grin and heard River snort a laugh into my hair where his face had landed. Cole smirked at me, then leaned in for a hot kiss.

“I’m a highly trained secret agent, Vixen. No one sneaks up on me. Least of all this lead-footed dickhead.” He quirked an eyebrow, exactly the same as Vali had been able to do. “I’ve been awake since he came in the room.”

“No pun intended?” River snickered, still with his face buried in my hair. I groaned at the terrible joke while Cole snorted and rolled his eyes.

“Well, there’s a side I hadn’t seen from the two of you…” I murmured dryly.

“What’s that, Kitten?” River asked, lifting his head to look at me. “Our ménage proclivities?”

“No, dirty jokes. That was an appalling one, by the way, and something I would have expected from Caleb,” I teased. Both men gave me indignant looks, and I laughed freely, feeling more relaxed than I had in far too long.

“All right, back to sleep,” I announced with a long yawn. “I don’t think I have slept more than a couple of hours in days. Wake me up when the others get here, please!” I snuggled around a little until I was comfortable between them and closed my eyes.

“Where are the others anyway?” I heard Cole murmur to River as he cuddled into my body.

“Gave them a false lead. They’ll work it out soon, though; I couldn’t be too cruel.” River chuckled as he pressed a light kiss on my shoulder. “They’re still going to be pissed when they arrive, though.”





20





Waking up sandwiched between two hard, chiseled gods of men was like being inside every red-blooded woman’s fantasy, and I actually had to pinch myself subtly to check I wasn’t still in Vali’s mansion and dreaming another crazy-realistic dream. Holding my breath, I paused for a second and, when the delicious vision didn’t disappear, danced a little happy dance in my head.

Maybe this was my karmic reward for all the bad shit happening lately.

My face flushed remembering how brazen I had been with both men last night, and a self-satisfied grin spread across my face.

“And what are you smiling about at this time of morning?” a sleepy British voice mumbled from the pillow beside me, and I squeaked in fright at being caught in my dirty thoughts.

River grasped me by the hip and rolled me onto my side to face him, so I took a moment to appreciate the unbelievably gorgeous specimen in front of me.

“Wouldn’t you like to know… sir…” I teased in my best sultry voice, regaining a bit of my sass and earning a heated look from his golden eyes.

“I know I would,” Cole growled into my ear, snuggling up to my back and creating a naked Kit sandwich. I gasped as his morning wood twitched against my lower back, and I rolled my head back to kiss him on the cheek.

“Good morning, Aurora,” I sang sweetly, and River made a halfhearted attempt at smothering a laugh with a cough. Cole reached over and smacked him in the arm, sending him into a genuine fit of laughter. Wide-eyed, I watched the two of them for a minute, marveling at the carefree easiness that I couldn’t recall having ever seen from either of them before.

“What?’ River finally asked when his laughter subsided, and I shook my head slightly in wonder as Cole’s rough hands began wandering over my skin.

“You two, laughing”—I grinned wolfishly—“has to be one of the hottest things I have seen in a long time.”

“I don’t know about that, love. I have definitely seen something pretty hot recently…” he purred back at me, all traces of laughter gone but a smirk firmly in place as he watched Cole’s hands roaming my body.

Just my luck, right as things were possibly, probably, looking up for me— and I meant that with absolutely no pun intended because there was no question of those things looking up— the goddamn, fucking doorbell started chiming. We all froze as though it would make whoever it was go away, but then just as the doorbell stopped, someone’s phone started.

“Caleb.” River grimaced, and Cole dropped a heavy sigh into the back of my hair. “We’d better get down there before he just breaks in.”

“Noooooo,” I whined, burying my face into the crook of River’s neck and grabbing onto one of Cole’s hands while he chuckled at my theatrics. Not that I didn’t want to see the other boys; I really did. But with Cole and River, I knew where I stood. With Caleb… things were uncertain. The last time I had seen Austin was when we were making out at the paintball park, and Wesley… well, I couldn’t quite shake that dirty dream. It was all just very overwhelming.