“Yes, Lycan,” I whisper, my thighs already squeezing together and the thoughts that are racing through my mind.
“Good girl.” He hangs up before I can respond, and I’m left trembling in the middle of our bedroom. I head to the en suite to find the oils he mentioned and quickly plug the bath before turning on the hot tap and trickling some lavender oil into the water.
As the tub fills, I step into the warmth and sigh as relief washes over my muscles. I settle back, allowing my head to dip under the water, and everything around me goes silent. The world falls away, and I’m lost in the warmth, and the quiet of the water. It’s serene under the surface, and I enjoy it for a long while until I need to take a breath.
I lather up with the liquid soap and take my time shaving. After about an hour of soaking, I get out and towel off. In the bedroom, I open the closet and take in each of the outfits Lycan purchased for me when I was first brought to the manor.
I choose a short, bright red dress which has a scoop neckline and non-existent back. It’s beautiful and very sexy, and it will drive them both crazy. I can’t help but smile at the thought as I take it into the room. Setting it on the bed, I moisturize with my rose-scented cream, dry my hair and straighten it until it’s sleek down my back. I keep my make up natural, but dab some dark crimson lipstick on, which makes my lips look plump.
By the time I’m done, I check the time and realize I’ve been getting ready for two hours. I quickly slip my dress on and find a pair of black heels which have thin straps that wrap around my legs, all the way to my knees.
The hemline of my dress hits me on my upper thigh, and if I were to bend over, my black lace panties would be visible. The idea of teasing them makes heat pool at my core, and I’m pretty sure by the time we finish dinner, I’ll be soaked with arousal in anticipation.
But that’s what Lycan wants. He loves when I’m needy for him, and to be honest, it happens more often than not. Even when I hated him, I wanted him. It was unfair of my body to betray my mind, but I had no control.
I hear noise from outside the bedroom. Pulling the door open, I step out into the hallway, ready to take on whatever tonight will bring. As I walk down the hallway toward the staircase, my heart leaps into my throat, thudding wildly when I hear both Lycan and Darius’s voices carry toward me.
The moment I step into their sight, I realize they’ve seen me because all conversation halts, and I swear I hear them pull in a breath of shock and desire. I turn, my hand on the smooth, dark wood railing as I take a few steps down. My fingertips brush along the wood, and even the cool surface doesn’t calm my nerves.
“Little red,” Lycan murmurs, his voice thick with lust, and when I lock my gaze on his, I practically burn up from the desire that burns in those green orbs.
“Shit.” This comes from Darius, and his equally warm stare sizzles over my exposed flesh, and there is a lot of it, as he takes me in from head to toe and back again. Both men seem speechless as they stare at me and I take this opportunity to gracefully descend the staircase until I’m in the entrance foyer where they’re frozen in time.
“Hi,” I greet, walking up to Lycan and placing a soft kiss on his stubbled cheek which earns me a low growl of approval. I leave him, and move to Darius, who I offer the same kiss to. His beard is a bit longer than Lycan’s, but the tingles that shoot through me from the almost innocent gesture is the same.
Lycan’s hand grips my hip, and he’s behind me in seconds. Darius takes a step closer to my front, ensuring I’m sandwiched between them. Heat courses through me, my blood like fiery lava as they hold on to me as if I were unbreakable.
Strong.
Fierce.
Unrelenting.
“You’re a bad girl,” Lycan coos as he presses his hardness against my ass. The thick shaft of his erection making me whimper and I push against him, rubbing myself shamelessly on his cock.
Darius’s stare turns to fire as he leans in. I think he’s going to kiss me, but instead, his mouth trails my cheek leaving goose bumps dotting over my flesh. He reaches my ear, his mouth hot against the sensitive lobe.
“You’ve got my dick so hard, it’s painful. I bet that pretty mouth wouldn’t mind relieving me of some tension,” he says in a low order which Lycan hears because he’s no longer hiding the fact that he wants me.