Chapter 13
Piper
What the hell had Ibeen thinking? Had I really suggested we have a threesome? Because make no mistake, that was what it would have been. Biting could be just as pleasurable as sex for both human and vampire.
I didn't know what had come over me. What had made me think of it. Wait. I did know.
Darren.
One look at Darren when I was in Antoine's arms, and a fist clenched around my heart. The want in his gaze. The pure need. It pulled something low inside of me, and I knew I couldn't do it. I couldn't ask him to leave so Antoine and I could have alone time.
Hence my not so brilliant idea.
"Piper," Antoine touched the side of my face bringing my eyes back to him. "Are you sure this is what you want?"
No. Yes. Fuck if I knew. But I couldn't make Darren leave.
To Antoine, I nodded tightly, not trusting my voice.
"Very well." Antoine lifted me up in his arms, his hands beneath my thighs. To say he walked would have been wrong. We floated over to the bed where he laid me down between himself and Darren. Not touching the other, but near him.
Antoine lay pressed up against my back, his fingers caressing down my arm but not pushing me to go further.
Was he waiting for me to make the first move?
I blinked up at Darren, at a loss for what I was supposed to do next. I'd suggested it but hell if I knew how to go about it. The twins had been my first threesome. Plus, no one had sunk fangs into anyone then.
Something must have shown on my face because Darren moved to leave.
I reached out and grabbed his wrist saying, "Don't. Don't go."
Darren gave me a sad smile. "Do not force yourself to do something you do not want."
That pissed me off.
Jerking him by the wrist, I pulled him back onto the bed. When he was within reach, I grabbed the front of his pristine button-down shirt, wrinkling it in my grasp. The expression on Darren's face at the action was a mixture of horror and surprise. When I pressed my mouth to his, a small sound escaped his throat. I swallowed the sound as my tongue darted across his lips. Antoine's hand tightened on my waist, but I didn't stop.
Tentatively, Darren touched the side of my face as if afraid I'd break. His mouth opened beneath me, and for the first time, our tongues touched.
Just like anything else in his life, Darren was thorough. His tongue swept over mine, touching and tasting every inch of it before sliding along my teeth and inside of my cheeks. The hand on my face moved to the back of my neck, angling me slightly to the side as he pressed his body closer to me.
With Antoine at my back, the hardness of his cock against my butt and Darren at my front, I was feeling a bit overwhelmed. I pulled back from the kiss breathing heavily, my cheeks burning at what I'd just done.
I mustered up as much attitude as I could and scowled, "Don't tell me what I want."
Antoine laughed. The feeling of it reverberated along my back and sank low into places it should not have been able to touch. Darren stiffened at the sound, wary of his master...our master.
"I do not know why I feared the two of you embracing." I turned my head to see the amusement on Antoine's face. "You would be just as much his master as I am yours."
I arched a brow. "You aren't my master."
Antoine flashed a fanged grin. "Exactament."
Not understanding what Antoine was talking about, I shifted the topic. "So, how do we do this?" I began to pull my shirt overhead. "I might have suggested it, but the logistics are lost on me."
Darren smirked, his eyes watching my every movement, cautiously flickering to Antoine every once in a while. He feared Antoine's reaction but not enough to stop staring at the skin I exposed.
Antoine placed a possessive arm around my shoulders, drawing me to him. His mouth hovered over the pulse of my neck while he unsnapped my bra. My breasts hung heavy, the skin prickling, and my nipples tightening at Darren's hot gaze.