Faster than I thought was possible, Daemon lunges at Alex, his fist colliding with his jaw.
A scream rips from my lips as I jump to my feet and surge forward, ready to get in the middle of them—and not in the way Alex was just suggesting.
I’m almost in front of them when Alex throws his head back and barks out a laugh.
“Bro, you’re so fucking easy,” he forces out through his amusement as Daemon jumps to his feet.
“You listen to all that?” he growls, closing the space between us with a dangerous expression on his face.
I swallow nervously, although excitement licks at my insides. I can’t help but get turned on when he’s in this mood, something I fear Alex might have just tapped into.
“M-maybe.”
“And what? You think my cock’s not good enough now you’ve got the option of two?”
My words get stuck in my throat as he prowls closer, my heart pounding like a bass drum in my chest.
“Answer me, Angel.”
“N-no.”
“No what?”
“No, I don’t want both of you.” Because I don’t. The fantasy is one thing, but I know that all I want, all I need is Daemon. Alex knows it too, which is why he’s using it to tease him.
“So what do you want?”
Dropping my eyes from him, I take in every sandy, sweaty inch of his chest before I find his waistband and then the bulge hiding behind the fabric.
Finding his dark, stormy eyes once more, I run my tongue along my bottom lip.
“Your cock,” I breathe.
“We’ve been working out for almost two hours, baby C. I wouldn’t go down there if I were you,” Alex helpfully offers.
“I love him something fierce, but he’s not getting a taste of you, Angel. I’ve shared almost everything with him all my life. But you’re mine. And only mine,” Daemon growls low enough so that only I can hear him.
“I’m yours, Nikolas. And only yours.”
His chest heaves as he looms over me, his scent filling my nose and the heat of his skin warming mine.
“Fuck. I-I— Fuck.”
Forgetting whatever he was going to say, his arm shoots out, his fingers wrapping around my throat as he claims my lips in a wet and filthy kiss that’s entirely too dirty to happen in company. But I guess to Daemon, Alex doesn’t count.
He hikes my leg around his hip, allowing me to feel everything I do to him.
“Take her. I promise I won’t watch,” Alex teases, I assume from his seat in the sand.
“If he thinks watching will stop me, then he really doesn’t know me as well as I thought he did,” Daemon murmurs against my lips.
His arm bands around my waist just as my body sags at his words.
I don’t want him to fuck me while his brother looks on… do I?
I think back to the tipi and how hot it was knowing that we shouldn’t have been doing it right there. Okay, yeah. So maybe I do have a teeny-weeny thing for a bit of exhibitionism.
Daemon rips his lips from mine, kissing along my jaw as his hips continue to thrust, ensuring his cock grinds against me in the most delicious way.