Page 54 of Silent Oaths
Apulse of heat licks through me.It’shumiliating.Mylips part, and beforeIcan stop myself,Idrag my tongue across the bottom one, my mouth suddenly dry.
Whatthe hell is wrong with me?
Shamefloods my veins, making my stomach churn.Idrop my gaze, clenching my fists in my lap.Idon’t want to see their faces or acknowledge the way my body is reacting to this.
Maxwell’sgrip tangles deeper in my hair, tilting my head back until my eyes snap to his.Theglint of amusement in his eyes makes my skin itch.
“Don’tget shy on us now,” he murmurs with a teasing drawl. “Goon.Pullhim out.”
Julianhasn’t moved an inch, but his breathing isn’t as steady as before.Hisbody is betraying him just as much as mine, and the knowledge makes my pulse skitter.
Theodoresighs, sounding unimpressed. “Youwanted to throw a tantrum?Thenown it.”Heleans forward. “It’stime to apologize for tearing up his gift to you.”Apause. “Puthim in your mouth.Iwant you to taste him.”
Ishake my head.Ican’t do it.
Silencestretches between us, and thenMaxwellhums, the sound laced with mockery. “Doyou need help,Starling?”
Julian’sfingers flex against his thighs asTheodore’slips twitch at the corner, something smug curving at the edges.
Idon’t know whatMaxwellintends to do untilIfeel him move.HegrabsJulian’scock and brings it to his own mouth, slinking his lips down the shaft.Julianinhales sharply and tips his head back.
Theodorelets out a low whistle, leaning back against his seat, his hands moving to adjust himself in his pants. “Thisis about to be a great show,” he muses.
OhmyGod.
Maxwellsucks onJulian’sdick for a few more strokes before he puts the crown at my mouth.Againstmy better judgment,Iopen and allow him in.
Idon’t know whenIlost control.MaybeInever had it to begin with.
Juliangroans above me, his fingers threading into my hair, guiding me.Mythroat constricts as heat floods my face.
Ishould fight this, but instead,I’mdrowning in sensation, in the pleased hum that rumbles throughJulian’schest, in the wayMaxwell’sfingers skim my shoulder, like he’s savoring the moment.
“Lookat you,”Theodoresays.He’sstill seated, watching intriumph. “You’reso much prettier when you’re obedient.”
Myinstinct is to spit something vicious back at him, but my words get stuck behind the lump in my throat.
Ifeel a strong tug at my dress, and cool air brushes my skin.BeforeIcan react,Maxwellkneels by my side and presses close, his breath fanning against my collarbone.Ashudder wracks my spine when his lips graze my bare skin, trailing lower until he reaches my exposed breast.
Whenhe takes my nipple into his mouth,Igasp.Idon’t know where to focus—the solid warmth ofJulian’sbody in front of me, his thick cock between my lips, the teasing suckles ofMaxwell’smouth on my tits, or the weight ofTheodore’sgaze, tracking every reaction like he’s ready to jump in at any moment.
“Iwant you to touch yourself,”Theodoreorders.
Idon’t respond, too caught up in sensation, barely hearing his voice over the rush of blood in my ears.
Coldsteel presses against my throat.Maxwelldoesn’t stop his slow exploration, his tongue running laps around my nipple, but the blade in his hand is a silent warning.
Tearsburn at the corners of my eyes, spilling over beforeIcan stop them.
Julianexhales sharply, his grip tightening in my hair.Mybody feels like it’s burning, every nerve alight, trapped between shame and arousal.Hebegins to fuck my mouth relentlessly, not letting me up for air.
AndItake it.
Myfingers trail down my stomach until they reach my center, andIspread my legs wide to rub circles over my clit asImoan.
Theodorewatches, smug and satisfied. “That’sit.Goodgirl.Don’tstop.”
Hiswords turn me on tenfold.
