Page 20 of Right Hand Of The Reaper
TheclubDestinywasthe hottest spot in Infernium, our capital city. Anyone and everyone wanted to be seen here and there was always a queue to get in. I hadn’t been for a while, but I knew that you could end up queuing for hours just to get in for a few minutes. But that wouldn’t be us tonight. Nope. Tonight, I got VIP access. To say I was excited, was an understatement.
The twins, on the other hand, looked like they were chewing glass. And what the fuck were they wearing? They were going to have everyone fawning all over them. Sexy didn’t even begin to cover how they looked tonight. They were both in ridiculously tight-fitting black leather pants that left nothing to the imagination and in a sheer shirt that looked like they had tiny diamonds weaved into the fabric. Their black hair was left looking a little wild and they’d lined their eyes with a thick black ring of eyeliner, making them seem impossibly blue.
I couldn’t stop staring at them. And neither could anyone else. Heads kept turning and craning wherever we went and, as soon as we got to one of the bars inside, we were immediately served.
“Well, hello gorgeous people. What can I get for you?” The bartender was a demon with skin that shone like a night sky and big eyes that watched us with curiosity and a hint of desire.
“Bourbon. Top shelf,” Rayne growled and wrapped a hand around my waist. His fingers brushed the exposed skin there and I shivered.
The bartender’s eyes went wide, and a smile spread across his blue lips. “Sure, and what about you handsome?”
Rafe leant across the bar and rested his hand on his chin. “I’ll have the same, please.”
Holy mother of the Gods, I couldn’t take my eyes off Rafe’s ass. It looked so fucking delicious as he leant closer to the gorgeous bartender. I groaned. These boys were going to kill me tonight.
“And for you, sweetness?”
I snapped my attention back to the demon and chose to ignore the grin on Rafe’s face. Asshole. “I’ll have something fun and a little wild. Surprise me.”
“You got it,” he said with a wink. “Go sit in the booth over there and I’ll bring it right to you.”
“Thanks,” I said and walked towards the VIP section. It took me a minute to realise the twins weren’t following me. I glanced over my shoulder and found them both, unashamedly, staring at my ass.
I knew what was between couldn’t go further than the flirting but Gods, to know how much they wanted me always had a surge of lust shooting through my veins. I cursed the rule that meant we couldn’t be together. Damned it to the Depths and danced on its fucking grave. There were so many times I wanted to give in, but I just couldn’t put them at risk. They were my family, and I couldn’t lose them.
“Coming boys?”
They snapped their gaze to mine, and I didn’t miss the way their eyes glowed in the dark. A slight amber tone peeking through the blue showed me just how turned on they were. Gods, I wanted them. I pressed my thighs together, trying to stem the flow of my desire. Their nostrils flared, no doubt smelling how turned on I was.
This was going to get out of hand soon. And part of me didn’t care one fucking bit.
The pair of them stalked towards me, their steps slow and predatory. They stopped inches from me, close enough I could feel their heat, but not close enough I could feel their touch.
Rayne dipped his mouth next to my ear. “Are you wet for us?” Fucking Hell. “We can smell how wet you are, Roux.”
I squeezed my thighs tighter, but it did nothing to help. If anything, it made it worse.
Rafe gripped my chin and pulled my face towards his. He brushed his nose along my cheekbone and my body tightened at the contact. “We really shouldn’t be doing this.”
“But I like this,” I whimpered. “I want it.”
His movements stopped, his breath hot against my skin. Then his tongue darted out, tasting the skin just beneath my ear.
Holy fuck.
My entire body jolted, desire skyrocketing to my core and making it clench with need.
“Shit.” He rested his head against my shoulder, his back rising with every deep breath he took. “You taste so fucking good. It’s not fair.”
There was a lance of pain through his words, coupled with desperation and anguish. He was right. It wasn’t fair. At all.
He pulled away and stood next to his twin, the pair of them wearing the same expressions of need.
“Here we are,” a cheery voice called, breaking the tension and bringing the three of us back to the moment. He placed the drinks on the table and looked between the three of us. “Any chance you’re looking for a fourth?”
I let out a surprised laugh. “We’re not together.”
Disappointment had his smile falling. “That’s a shame, honey. You three look like a triangle of hotness I’d want to be in the middle of.” He shivered and licked his lips. “All that desire and lust is just crackling deliciously through here.”
