“Think you waited long enough, Solon?” Wolf asks him dryly.
“We were having a conversation,” Absolon says. “And then I gave things a little…
nudge.”
Wolf’s golden gaze focuses on my mouth, which I’m sure is caked in blood. “I can see that.”
“Lenore,” Absolon says to me, putting a hand on Wolf’s meaty shoulder. “This is Wolf Eriksen. He’s the best of the best. And he’s here to do what you require of him.”
Wolf meets my eyes. His gaze is calm at first, friendly, but the more I stare at him, the more his gaze turns carnal. He’s a big man, a handsome Scandinavian beast, and though I normally would never even entertain these thoughts, these thoughts are being entertained.
I don’t care who fucking touches me.
As long as someone does.
Now.
Absolon moves onto the bed, reaching between my legs, and I gasp as his fingers press against the snap button closure of the bodysuit. “You need to tell me if this is what you want,” he says, licking his lips.
I want you, I think, writhing against his fingers, trying to increase the pressure, but he’s elusive. I hate you but I want you.
He gazes up at me, a lazy smile with heat in his eyes.
“You can’t have me, Lenore,” he says.
“Please,” I beg. “Touch me.”
He shakes his head. “I don’t do what I’m told. If I touch you, it’s not because you’re begging me to. It’s because I want to.” He runs his fingers over my inner thighs, making me gasp. “Besides, in a few days, this part will be over. And you’ll be glad I never gave you what you begged me for.”
He gets off the bed and nods at Wolf.
Wolf grins at me, salacious, dripping with lust, and he bares his teeth at me.
Fangs.
Because of course he’s a vampire too.
And I really don’t care.
My breath hitches, my body stiffening in anticipation as he prowls between my legs, big hands gripping my thighs. He brings his fingers up to me, and with a few pops, undoes the buttons on the crotch of my bodysuit, until I’m bare and on display for him.
I swallow hard, never feeling so vulnerable, so caught as I do right now, and yet never needing this more.
Wolf stares up at me, raising his brow, and I realize he might be waiting for a signal from me to continue.
My lips part, trying to tell him.
Please.
Then he attacks me.
Tongue on pussy, finding me drenched, head buried between my legs.
I scream, the sound bouncing off the walls. My orgasm is intense and immediate, my body shaking uncontrollably.
“Keep going,” Absolon says, his voice rich, and I look at him as Wolf continues to lick me up and down, my body coming and coming, cries spilling from my lips.
Absolon’s eyes are full of fire, his gaze locked on Wolf’s head between my thighs, watching him eat me out. “Make her come again.”