Page 14 of Evil Eyed
Quirking my lips, I looked across the table to Warwick. “How do you feel about giving me some green sparkles this time?”
A wicked light danced in his eyes. He pushed to his feet and bowed low. His black hair slid down over his shoulder, spilling like black silk to the floor. “It will be my pleasure to give you anything you want,mo stór.”
9
Taking three men to bed at the same time was something that I had never even dreamed about, let alone put much thought into coordinating who did what, when, and where. I wouldn’t have even guessed that I could possess that level of desire. That I could have one or two men inside me at once, let alone more. That I would relish their hot stares as I undressed.
I’d never felt attractive or sensually beautiful. Viviana was the lovely, desirable one. Not me. I’d never considered myself sexy, someone a man would stare after with hungry eyes and lustful thoughts. But they did stare at me, eyes heavy-lidded and dark. Licking their lips. Jaws and hands clenching and unclenching, holding themselves back. Dicks hard, the outlines of their erections straining against their pants.
I didn’t consider myself a temptress by any means, but by the time I started to wriggle out of my jeans, there was a lot of heavy breathing in the room.
Aidan was the first one to crack. “Put me out of fucking misery and let me take over.”
Partially bent over, my hands gripping the waistband, I looked up at him through my mess of hair. “I don’t remember them being so tight.”
“Motherfucker.” A rough sound somewhere between a growl and a whimper escaped his throat. “Please.”
I straightened, blowing my hair off my face. “Okay.”
He seized my nape, tangling his fingers in my hair. But to my shock, he didn’t lay a finger on those jeans he was so anxious to get down. Instead, he whirled me around to face the bed. “Warwick, you first. If we let Keane start the show we’ll be done too quickly.”
“Agreed,” Keane said. “I should go last.”
Aidan jerked his head at the bed. “Add to her torment though.”
I wasn’t sure what that meant… until Keane flopped down on the mattress completely naked except for the gloves. Warwick stretched out beside him, his clothes gone with a snap of his fingers.
Two gorgeous men, casually leaning back against the stack of pillows. Waiting for me.
Warwick’s hair gleamed against the bedding, a thick sheen of silk that I wanted to wallow on. Feel those strands dragging over my back, down into my face, smothering me. Long and lean, his body gleamed like he lay in a pool of pearly moonlight. Tight muscle, long legs, his elegant fingers lying on his thighs. His dick arched back in a hard, sinuous curve against his stomach.
I dragged my gaze to Keane. Shorter than the other man, he was curvier too, though that wasn’t the usual description for a man. Thick thighs bulged like thick columns of granite, golden skin stretched taut. His pecs were rounder, his abs more defined and ridged. A long, thick white scar ran across his groin and down the crease of his thigh.
Voluptuous muscles. Round and hard, begging for my teeth.
His eyes smoked hotter. “Be my guest.”
Sometimes I forgot that they could hear my thoughts. Part of me—the part that had been raised believing I was human—thought I should be embarrassed. But I was way past any kind of shame or hesitation. When I touched them, it was absolutely magical. If they were inside my head listening, then we could get down to business faster.
Right?
So of course I couldn’t help but picture Aidan shoving my head and shoulders down toward the mattress. While I sucked Warwick’s dick and he pounded my ass.
“Minx,” Aidan growled against my ear, his breath hot. “I thought I was going to get to spank that ass first.”
“Be my guest.”
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AIDAN
This woman was goingto be the death of me.
But what a fucking way to go.
I tightened my fingers on her nape, deliberately pulling her hair tangled around my fingers. “Walk.”
She took a step closer to the bed, though I made it hard for her. I kept her head tipped back and made her walk on her toes. Keeping her off balance with just a little pain to sweeten the deal. Plus her jeans were still midway down her thighs, restricting her movements.
