Page 35 of Power of Five
I shift, inhaling a lungful of pine and citrus as the pleasure of Tye’s lips and Shade’s hands slowly overwhelms my body. The fingers brushing my skin send sparks flying through me, kindling a need I’ve never felt before. Never knew I wanted.
Tye’s kiss deepens, his tongue claiming my mouth with powerful, luxurious strokes—but instead of satiating my desire, it feeds the flames.
The need grips me low, tingling and pulsing and calling for attention. My flesh craving something so primal, it refuses my mind’s reason entirely.
Shade’s hand brushes the inside of my thigh, and my heart speeds with equal parts desire and fear. The flesh beneath Shade’s fingers quivers, a gently throbbing heat running up my skin.
Up. And up. And... I squirm, my backside tightening for a moment before pressing deeper into Tye’s lap.
Tye groans and pulls his mouth back, his sharp teeth catching my bottom lip, the canines trailing dangerously across the tender membrane until I whimper.
Tye shuts his eyes, his body tensing as he draws one deep breath, then another. “Those delicious noises are going to be the end of me, Lilac Girl,” he says finally, a shudder running through his body.
“Not. Just. You.” There is a strain in Shade’s deep voice. He moves suddenly, large hands cupping the crests of my hips and pulling me off Tye’s lap until my back is flat on the bed. Shade’s arms frame my thighs, his golden gaze searching my face desperately. “I want to taste you,” he whispers. Begs.
Taste me?My eyes cut to Tye.
The redhead swallows, his neck bobbing. “He isn’t talking about your blood, lass.”
“What is he talking about?” I whisper.
Shade slowly pulls me toward the edge of the bed until only my back remains on the mattress. Shifting away my flurry of silk skirts, Shade’s fingers grip the thin lace of my underwear, his eyes finding mine as his hands still. Tense and poised.
A wave of heat rolls over my skin, my body arching in answer to Shade’s silent request.
The fingers flick, ripping the cloth, baring me to Shade as he lowers to his knees. A soft growl vibrates from his chest, sharp teeth gently caressing the insides of my thighs.
I whimper, my need throbbing, the moisture between my legs growing thick and warm. Dripping.
Shade’s arms hold my legs firmly, his tongue now lapping the spot his teeth just explored. Tiny little flicks that move closer, closer to where a furnace inside me is building to a blaze. A sudden nip of tender flesh has me gasping for breath.
My hips undulate. My need screams.
Tye’s mouth plunges over mine, his hand caressing my shoulders. Tracing my collarbone to the top of that beautiful red dress and jerking the bodice down to liberate my aching breasts. My nipples, suddenly exposed to the air, harden.
Tye purrs with approval.
Shade blows wickedly over my sex, ruffling the hair and skin.
“Please,” I beg, pulling my mouth from Tye’s, my voice desperate. The blaze between my thighs is burning so hot I can’t keep still. “Shade. Please.”
Shade’s hands grip my hips, shackling their movement. “Oh, I’m only getting started, cub,” he says, his tongue drawing a line through me. He lifts his face to gaze into my eyes as he licks drops of me from his lips.
Tye uses the moment to brush his own rough tongue over my nipples. Lapping at them like a cat with a milk saucer. The content expression on his face says he knows exactly how each of those little licks brings me closer to the cliff Shade has started me toward.
Shade’s mouth descends on me again, this time circling mercilessly around my opening, which pulses in instant response. I gasp. Buck. Twist atop cool silken sheets. Searching for the release that Shade and Tye dangle before me.
“Please. Please. Please.” The words spill and trip, the promise of coming pleasure so intense it’s painful.
“Almost, cub,” Shade promises, the tip of his tongue flickering higher and tighter, climbing toward the apex. “Hold on just a bit longer.”
I moan, my head swimming, my body so deep in need that I’m dizzy with it.
Shade’s hands slide to cup my backside, his fingers digging into my flesh as his mouth moves more, faster, riding the frantic bucking of my hips until—
“Now, Lilac Girl,” Tye commands, his thumbs brushing my nipples as the tip of Shade’s tongue torments its target with quick, hard taps. “Come for us.”
My every muscle tightens, my thighs quivering as I finally tip over the cliff, the blaze inside me exploding and raining stars.
