Page 19 of Imbalance
A light nip to my neck had me gasping, and his voice deepened in a whisper, “Do you want him to?”
Before I could overthink the situation, I admitted, “Yes. I do.”
Suddenly, Damien shredded my tank top off me and unclasped my bra with one hand before yanking my pants and underwear down in one swift motion with the other, effectively stripping me naked in less than a minute. I stepped out of the clothing pooled around my ankles, and before I could take another breath, I was being carried down the steps into the water.
It was like whiplash being manhandled like that, but I found myself wanting to purr at him for letting his dominant side take the reins.
Whereas Damien was gentle and kind with me, I always felt his Hellhound lurking just beneath the surface, wanting to come out and play. I knew he had been worried about not being able to control his Hellhound around me, but I didn't want him to have control. He gripped onto control like a lifeline, and I wanted him to let go and accept every part of himself, just like I did.
“I’ll stand guard,” I heard Adrien say in a strained voice.
Absolutely not.
Craning my neck back, I furrowed my brows and scoffed, “No way. Get in this pool with us and relax. Who knows when we’ll have this opportunity again.”
“One of us really should keep an eye out,” he hedged, but simultaneously reached down to adjust his hard dick, which was clearly straining behind his clothes.
Licking my lips at the thought of seeing what he looked like naked, I widened my eyes and pouted, “Please?”
I knew we needed to be on guard, but in such a private space with only two small entrances at the wall, we'd be able to see anyone coming with ease. We couldn't live in fear and not take time to enjoy the brief moments we had to indulge.
My feet touched the bottom of the pool as Damien took off his now sopping wet pants. He tossed them to the edge of the pool, where they landed with a wet smack, before sitting down on a stone ledge in the water. “Come on, Adrien. You know we’ll take care of her whether we’re in here or out there. It doesn’t matter.”
I tried to swallow down my nerves, nearly choking on my own damned spit when he said “take care of her.”
The innuendo wasn’t lost on me, and a blush stained my cheeks once more, only deepening as I watched Adrien nod, finally giving into our request for him to join us. He slowly stripped out of his clothes, his piercing blue eyes not leaving mine the entire time, and my eyes tracked every hard line of muscle as it was exposed to me.
His body was leaner than Damien’s muscular build, but not quite as slim as Finias. His muscles flexed and strained as he finished removing his clothes and walked towards the pool. I knew I wasn’t being very polite, my eyes fixated on the erect cock that swelled between his legs. I couldn’t help myself, though. I had read so many dirty romance books, and I had a very detailed and graphic idea of how things worked, but I didn’t think I’d ever get over the shock factor of seeing a hard cock. At least not one that impressive.
A thick vein ran down the underside of it, and I swear my pussy spasmed in response. I bit down on my lower lip to hold back the small moan that bubbled up.
What was wrong with me? No one was even touching me, and I was moaning. I found myself aching with a need so strong I felt like I was going to combust.
Adrien waded into the water, and my nipples pebbled as his eyes immediately landed on my breasts. I had never been naked in front of men, aside from the one time in the bathroom with Finias, but there had been no lights to expose me then.
I pulled my shoulders back and tilted my head in a challenge, imbuing my gaze with lust and making it clear what I wanted from him. I refused to be shy or have second thoughts about being naked in front of them, even if I was inexperienced. I might be curvier than the women in their realms, but I was their mate. That gave me the confidence to believe that they wouldn't be disappointed in my body. And if they were? Fuck them. We only got one body and one life, so I would damned well be proud of mine.
Adrien’s tongue darted out to lick his lip as he drank my body in and then whispered, “Fuck.”
My feet moved backward of their own accord as he waded towards me, pushing me back until I ended up in Damien’s lap. His hands immediately found my hips, firmly pressing me down onto him. My heart was racing as his thick length fit snugly between my ass cheeks.
I wiggled, out of a nervous habit, and his hands tightened on my hips as he groaned, “Don’t move. I can’t hold my Hellhound back for much longer.”
My eyelashes fluttered closed, and I became flustered at the thought of him claiming me with all of his primal urges.
Adrien’s pale hand reached out and tilted my chin up to look at him. When I opened my eyes, I was shocked by how much tenderness filled his gaze as his thumb rubbed against my jaw and he assured me, “Nothing has to happen in this pool if you aren’t ready, Ama. We can simply sit here with you and let the warmth of the water soak into our muscles until we’re ready to leave.”
A small whimper bubbled from me, and I immediately wanted to shove it back into my mouth. I sounded ridiculous. What the hell was wrong with me?
Damien chuckled behind me, “Yeah, I don’t think she likes that option.”
Adrien’s head tilted sideways as his thumb moved up to rub against my bottom lip, “Or, we take this at your pace, and we will follow your lead.”
“Kiss me,” I softly demanded and was immediately rewarded as my Wraith lunged for my lips, infusing his kiss with so much passion, I found myself breathless within moments. I couldn’t have told you where I began and he ended as we drank each other in. Meanwhile, Damien’s hands began to roam, and I moaned as he firmly cupped my breasts from behind.
Adrien groaned, and our tongues tangled as my hand reached for his cock, which I knew was hard and waiting in the water for me. It was insane how nervous and unsure I had been as we’d walked into this salt chamber. Now, being with them felt as natural as breathing, and I began to relax into the sensations flowing around us.
Wrapping my hand around Adrien’s cock as Damien began to knead my breasts, I marveled at the feeling of his warmth in my hand. As I tentatively moved my hand up and down, I found myself reveling in his sounds of pleasure and began to take note of what made him groan, focusing on those movements. He enjoyed when I twisted my hand ever so slightly with each stroke, and also when I pulled all the way to his tip and increased the pressure.
