Page 134 of Hell Fae Captive
But they were positively beautiful together. Virile. Inhuman.Stunning.
I swallowed, my brain fracturing beneath the enchantment of their embrace as Ajax leaned forward to nip menacingly at Az’s throat.
Az responded by tightening his grip and eliciting a threatening growl from Ajax.
Energy vibrated in the room, the two men engaging in their powers and strength and fighting on a sensual level that was borderline savage. This was obviously how they preferred to play with each other, all violent undertones and sexual overtures.
And Az wanted me to join.
He still hadn’t stopped studying me despite having Ajax’s dick in his hand.
Something about that made me burn even hotter.
Because he didn’t bother to hide how much he wanted me, his searing gaze running over me with clear interest. There were no false promises or coaxing platitudes, just a man expressing his desire.
Perhaps that was the fae way. Or maybe that was just Az.
“Cami,” Ajax breathed, his head falling back as he finally looked at me with his heated blue-black gaze. “If you stay there…” He broke off on another curse as Az twisted his hand upward and swiped at the precum trickling from his head again.
But he didn’t bring his thumb to his own lips this time.
Instead, he lifted his hand toward me as an offering.
A beckoning.
A physical invitation since I hadn’t yet responded to the verbal one.
My stomach clenched, my mouth watering for a taste.
I leaned toward him as though he controlled me via a string, my lips parting automatically to accept the offering. It was as though Az held out the air I needed to breathe, the sustenance I required tolive.
My mouth closed around his thumb, the decadent flavor stroking my taste buds and stirring a moan from deep within.
Ajax. Az. Ambrosia.
The salty essence went straight to my soul, setting my blood on fire with a blazing need that I could no longer ignore.
Maybe it was several days of adrenaline and near-death experiences that had led to this moment.
Maybe it was exhaustion from residing in literal Hell.
Maybe it was being around two inhuman males, twofae, that set my libido on fire.
Or maybe it was just fate.
Regardless, I followed Az’s hand as he started to pull back, my lips refusing to release him, my tongue needing more.
He drew me up to my feet, easily leading me beyond the couch to join them by the wall. “Fuck,” Ajax breathed. “You’ve enthralled her.”
A different term from the one he’d used earlier—hypnotizing. And he spoke as though it was already done, that his hypnotic spell had been upgraded to enthrallment.
Az smiled, the curl of his lips positively predatory and lacking a single ounce of remorse. “No. Her inner warrior is leading her, not me.”
Inner warrior?I repeated, considering the term. I wasn’t sure I agreed because I felt pretty enthralled by him and his hypnotic now-black irises. They reminded me of inky pools of velvety need, the glint intense and all-consuming.
I wanted to drown in him. Inthem.
Az’s thumb left my mouth, leaving me shaking beside him. “Ajax doesn’t think you want this,” he murmured. “Prove him wrong, Cami. Kiss him. Touch him.Lickhim.”
