Page 33 of Preyless
My eyes stayed wide open and locked on his as the burning liquid filled my mouth. It was an odd mix of smoke, heat, cinnamon, and caramel, yet bold enough to make my face pinch the slightest bit. A part of me wanted to cough and reject the liquid, but the other part of me craved so much more.
Casey’s eyes grew heavy as he took in my reaction. “What do you think, darlin’?”
I swallowed it down. “It’s…good.”
“Yeah? You want some more?”
Almost as if I were in a trance, I nodded my head. He smiled brightly before angling his face back and taking another swig of the alcohol. His other hand squeezed at my throat firmer thistime as he directed me to him. My mouth opened for him wide, and just like before, we both watched as the whiskey poured directly from his mouth and into mine.
It was the hottest thing anyone had ever done to me.
I closed my mouth this time and let the flavor of the alcohol fully sit on my tongue before I swallowed. His hand relinquished its grip from my throat, only to move up to my mouth. Using the pad of his thumb, he pulled my bottom lip down, only to stick his thumb in my mouth and press down on my tongue. Exactly as Aiden had done earlier that night.
I sucked on it eagerly as though it was a chaser.
He groaned. “Good fucking girl.”
Mere seconds later, I watched as he gulped down the rest of the whiskey for himself, slammed the glass on the table with his own rough swallow, and slammed his mouth against mine. Immediately, our mouths and tongues moved in a tandem dance—both tasting exactly like their drink of choice. I moaned against him, unable to help the way my hips immediately shifted closer to him, too.
I needed him.
I needed both of them.
Like clockwork, Casey drew back and immediately looked over his shoulder to Aiden, who had propped himself against the doorway to enjoy the show. “Your turn, love.”
My mouth dropped and my head began to spin.
I was going to be utterly pissed if this was all a dream.
Though, as Aiden approached us and my heart began to speed to unhealthy levels, I knew better.
The heart attack I was feeling alone would have woken me up.
Quickly, Casey grabbed me and flipped us before walking backward. I was a mere puppet on strings to his strength, but for once in my life, I didn’t find it difficult to surrender myself toanother. After a few steps, he stopped, and I could tell that his back was against the wall as my back was yet again flush against his chest.
No knife this time.
No masks.
No outside elements to scratch at us.
No danger, outside of the men themselves.
And yet, I still felt like prey.
Their prey.
It was addictive.
Aiden towered over us, just like he had in the forest. “You think you can handle some more?”
My answer was immediate. “Yes, please.”
I meant what I told them.
They may have been more strangers than not, but they had already been more considerate than anyone in my life. And it made me need them more than ever.
Plus, I thought to myself.I had their legal names if I needed them for any reason.
