With Damian, it’s a guaranteed good time, but with Slade, it’s a fucking adventure.
His voice drops low as his eyes dip to my starving lips. Impatience appears in his eyes as he demands an answer. “I’m not going to touch you unless you tell me you want this. So, what’s it going to be, Virago? Do you want us to make you forget?”
My tongue runs along my dry lips and I meet his eyes before finally giving in. “Yeah,” I whisper. “I want to forget.”
Something passes between us and for a moment I wonder if he can sense my pain, but thankfully he doesn’t say a word, just keeps his eyes locked on mine as he presses in harder against my body.
Slade reaches for my cropped tank and peels it up over my head, leaving me standing before him in a black lacy bra. His heated gaze sweeps over my body with appreciation and the floodgates open wide.
Damian’s lips drop back to my shoulder and my arm curls up around his neck as Slade ever so slowly lowers his lips to mine.
The anticipation builds and for a moment I’m left wondering if he’s going so slow just to torture me or if he’s hesitant about kissing me, terrified it could mean something more.
The need within me grows too much and instead of waiting for it, I take. I push up onto my tippy-toes as my other hand curls up around his neck and pulls him down to me. I’ve had my hands on him before, but nothing like this. His skin burns mine at my touch but I don’t get a second to think on it any longer before his lips finally press down on mine.
Electricity blooms within me and our lips begin moving against one another’s. I’ve never felt anything like it. The pleasure, the ecstasy, the desire, it’s all too much.
There’s simply no more denying it; there’s a connection between us and it’s something so much more than just physical.
My eyes close as pleasure rocks through me and I find my body sinking against Slade. He holds me up as Damian continues torturing my neck with his talented mouth while his hand dips down between my legs. He cups my pussy and presses his palm against my clit, making me groan into Slade’s mouth.
I feel Damian’s grin against my skin as I grind down against his hand, needing more.
These boys have hardly started yet and I’m already on the edge. This is going to be incredible. What was I thinking of spending the past two weeks hating on them when I could have been getting the royal treatment?
Damian pushes my bra strap off my shoulder and Slade goes a step further by reaching around me and unclasping it. The flimsy material gets stuck between our three bodies, but Damian is quick to tear it free and toss it carelessly to the floor.
Slade pulls back and looks down at me in hunger, watching the desire on my face as I grind against Damian’s hand. He trails his fingers over my skin, up over my stomach until he brushes his knuckles across my breast.
I suck in a breath and his eyes come back to mine. I don’t know what he sees. Maybe crazed desperation, need, and desire. Hell, I might even appear terrified but either way, he doesn’t stop.
Slade’s hands wind back down my body until he grabs my ass and hoists me up into his arms. His show of strength astounds me and turns me on in ways I wasn’t ready for. Without missing a beat, his lips drop to my breasts and he sucks my nipple into his mouth as he walks me over to the bed.
I’m laid down and the two of them hover over me as I try to work out how the hell we’re going to do this. I can’t say I’ve ever been involved in a threesome before but from the way these two move around each other, I’d dare say this isn’t new territory for them.
Getting his first look at my body, Damian’s eyes roam over me as Slade reaches for the waistband of my jeans. I raise my ass up from the bed and allow him to draw them down my legs. He does it so damn slow and the devilish smirk on his face tells me that he knows exactly what he’s doing.
My jeans are tossed to the floor beside my tank and bra and the next thing I know, Slade is dropping to his knees between my legs while Damian is getting comfortable on the bed beside me.
Holy hell.
I find myself raising onto my elbows to watch the show as Slade hooks his fingers into the sides of my thong and tears it from my body.
I’m left breathless. Fuck, that was hottest thing I’ve ever seen, second to Slade Cruz kneeling between my legs.