Page 45 of Vipers and Vendettas
‘I’ve made sure she’s ready,’ Krase snarls, his lip twisting in anger that Iron would call the vow he just made into question.
Iron just smirks.
I move in closer, sandwiching Jules between us as Krase stands. She looks over her shoulder at me, and I place a kiss on her nape as I caress down her back. I place my hands on her lower ribs just above Krase’s.
He puts the glamor back on his cock, shrinking to a ‘normal’ human size as I slip inside her. The fit is snug, but Krase was right. She’s stretched enough to take us both without a problem.
We move inside her, and she pushes down on us as we thrust up. She holds onto Krase’s shoulders, her nails making crescent-shaped cuts that I know he’s reveling in.
For a moment, I wish she was facing me, but then she drops her head onto my shoulder and looks up at me, her mouth falling open as we pleasure her.
With a low growl, I take her lips in a gentle kiss that belies my rough thrusts. I feel her pussy flutter and her muscles tense. Her channel clamps down on us, pushing me over the edge, and I just stop myself from gripping her too hard as I spill my release into her with a roar that my brother echoes a split second later.
My legs practically give out as I feel yet more sexual energy pouring into me, satisfying me better than a fifteen-course dinner.
I pull out of her slowly, grinning at the rush of liquid that makes her cheeks redden, and I hear Krase’s small laugh as he draws her closer, holding her against him.
He frowns at Iron, who’s just tucking himself away and jerks his head towards the bathroom in an unspoken command.
Iron rolls his eyes but goes into the adjoining bathroom, looking more amused than offended that he’s being silently ordered around.
He comes back out a second later, a frown on his face. ‘There’s no bath.’
‘What?’ Krase’s anger is palpable.
‘Just a shower.’
Krase’s face twists, and without another word, he exits the fold, taking Jules with him.
Iron and I share a look. This won’t go down well with Maddox.
* * *
Jules
Krase carries me out of the fold, and we appear in the hallway upstairs. I’m looking around in slight alarm, and I watch him glare at the camera that’s pointed right at us.
I frown at him. ‘Is this for me, or are you just trying to piss Maddox off?’ I wonder aloud.
He smirks at me, and I watch as the black leaches out of his eyes as we walk down the hall to his room.
‘Krase?’ I ask.
He blinks and crushes me to him. ‘I’m sorry,’ he says. ‘It’s been too long since we fed. He didn’t want to follow the rules we decided on anymore.’
‘Rules?’
‘Aye. He’s allowed control when he likes, but so am I. We were waiting for Jayce to come back, but he got … impatient. He didn’t hurt you, did he?’
I shake my head. ‘No, he didn’t hurt me.’
He sighs with relief. ‘I didn’t think he would, but I just wanted to make sure.’
He takes me into his room and puts me on my feet in the bathroom.
‘I can just shower,’ I venture, but he just frowns at me.
‘Okay,’ I acquiesce, ‘but it can’t be too hot, and I can’t stay in it long.’
