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I try to remember that I’m under the control of Corvin’s venom and that some of this might be venom-induced, but I was enjoying them before he dosed me, so I write it off.
Angling properly and opening my legs further, I slide two fingers inside my body, digging my heel into my sensitive clit as I writhe, my eyes never leaving the scene before me.
Until Corvin shoves Asher off him and whooshes through the room, causing a wind from his stealth. In the blink of an eye, he’s over me, his cock dripping with Asher’s spit as lubricant.
“Harder. Fuck yourself harder,” he grits out, watching the junction where I’m riding my hand with rapt attention.
I’ve caught the attention of a killer, and I’m just now realizing the gravity of that fact.
Asher gets behind Corvin, bending him over me, and I faintly hear the click of a bottle cap before he slides inside Corvin’s body, sheathing himself in his ass.
Corvin’s eyes soften but remain on me.
I desperately want him to sink inside me.
For the three of us to be connected.
As if he can hear my thoughts, he flicks his gaze up at me. “I can’t.”
I nod, doubling down my efforts with my hand as my orgasm is right around the bend again.
When I come, I scream their names, and then the door slams into the wall as it opens, and vampires are scrambling this way and that.
My heavy eyes snap open as my hand slides from my center.
“Lowell,” Asher warns as the unhinged Thorngray Vampire snarls.
“She is mine.”
“She’s ours,” Corvin counters.
“Oh yeah? Why didn’t you lay claim then? Why didn’t you fuck her?”
Corvin swallows, and Asher gives him a firm squeeze on his arm as Lowell reaches his hand for me.
“Come, little lamb. Let’s get you to bed.”
Goddamn me, I do.
I get off the bed and slide my hand into his.
In my post-orgasm haze, I can’t be held accountable for my actions.
At least, I don’t think so.
And I can’t deny how Lowell claiming me made my insides curl into a ball like a satisfied cat.
I should be committed.
Chapter 26
Lowell
After helpingher shower and change into pajamas, I lie beside Silver and hum as she curls into me. Her breathing evens out as the room quiets.
Her cries and little moans of pleasure drew me to her from clear across the manor, but the thought of one of them sinking inside her before me angered me.
Then I heard him say he couldn’t, which angered me more.
