“So greedy,” he rumbles with a grin. “So hungry. Take what you want, Kiara. Use me to get yourself off.”
I make a soft noise against his lips, reaching down to slip my own hand under the hem of my shirt and spreading my legs a little to allow room for my hand to join Cain’s. Resting it over his larger one, I move our hands in tandem, sliding one of his fingers and one of mine into my pussy. He tenses a little beneath me, and I let my head loll against his chest as I press our fingers deeper, fucking myself on them.
My gaze drops down to the apex of my thighs, and I can feel Cain tilting his head to watch too as he eagerly follows my lead, pressing his finger deeper inside me alongside my own. His thumb finds my clit, and I moan softly as he starts to circle it. The room is dark, but there’s enough light streaming through the window for me to watch what we’re doing, and the sight is like a drug—addictive and captivating.
Our fingers pump deeper as his thumb moves faster on my clit, and my eyelids droop as I start to arch into our combined touch, losing myself in the rhythm of it.
Then all of a sudden, Cain stops. His thumb leaves my clit, and he drags his finger out of my core.
I blink up at him, a protest forming on my lips. But before I can say anything, he slides his arms under my shoulders and knees and lifts me up as he rises from the chair. His devilishly handsome face looks more angular than usual in the light and shadows of the dim room, and his teeth glint as he grins down at me.
“If you’re gonna come, I want it to be on my tongue. I want to taste your sweetness when you let go. I want to lap it up.”
He sets me on the edge of the wide stone window sill as he speaks. The stone is rough against my bare ass, its coolness a contrast to my heated skin, and when Cain drops to his knees in front of me, I spread my legs without thought, giving him access to the most intimate part of me.
One of his large hands grabs the hem of my shirt, pushing it up and out of the way as his broad shoulders wedge between my open thighs. He splays one hand over my stomach, keeping my shirt out of the way, as he begins to tease my clit with his tongue.
“Fuck, Cain,” I whisper, conscious of trying not to wake the other two men up—or the whole damn palace, for that matter. In other circumstances, I bet he could have me screaming in minutes, but I’m going to have to work to keep my volume down right now.
“Fuck?” The word is a little muffled as he sucks my clit into his mouth, rolling his tongue over it in smooth motions. He releases me just long enough to tilt his head up and meet my gaze, hungry amusement flickering in his eyes. “If that’s what you want, I can do that too. But let me have a little more of you first. You’re so damn delicious.”
He dives back between my legs almost before he’s finished getting the words out, and I have to bite my lip hard to stifle my squeak. I brace my hands on the window sill behind me, letting my head fall back as my legs wrap around Cain’s shoulders.
The vampire palace is unfamiliar and a little terrifying, butthis? Being worshipped by my mate like this? There’s something comforting and grounding in it, something that helps quiet my worried mind and focus my thoughts entirely on Cain.
I whimper and grunt softly as he starts to pick up his pace, lapping and sucking at my clit with such intensity that it feels like little shocks of electricity are dancing over my skin.
“Cain…” I chant his name on a breathy whisper, repeating it over and over as the pleasure inside me builds higher and higher.
Just when I’m on the verge of coming, he grips my thighs in both hands, spreading them wider as he surges to his feet. He drags me a little closer to the edge of the window sill as he shoves his pants down with one hand. The second his massive cock is free, he’s already found my entrance, and he wastes no time pushing deep inside me.
He’s spent so much time teasing me and working me up that I’m wet and ready for him, so he slides in easily. There’s a delicious stretch as my body clenches around him, and I wrap my arms around his shoulders as he grabs my ass and pulls me closer to him, impaling me fully on his thick shaft.
“So fucking good,” he moans, dropping his head to suck on the sensitive flesh of my neck. “So perfect. Like you were made for this. Were you made for me, Kiara? Is that why it’s always like this?”
I grin, threading my fingers through his hair as he starts to thrust inside me. “If I’m made for you, you were made for me too.”
“Oh.” He thrusts again, deeper this time. “I have…”Thrust. “…no…”Thrust. “…doubt about that. I’m yours. Heart and fucking soul.”
“And big fat cock?” I ask, unable to resist teasing him even as warmth expands in my chest.
Cain chuckles, bottoming out inside me and circling his hips so that the base of his cock stimulates my clit perfectly. “Yeah. That too. All fucking yours, sweetheart, for as long as you want me.”
“Forever sounds nice.” I sigh, raking my fingernails over his scalp as my stomach starts to tighten with a gathering orgasm.
“Soundsperfect,” Cain rasps, his fingers digging harder into my ass as he starts to fuck me like he means it.
I hook my heels above his ass, holding on to him as my breath starts to come in choppy, uneven pants. As Cain devours my neck with kisses that I’m pretty sure will leave hickeys tomorrow, I look over his shoulder—and my gaze collides with a pair of hungry steel-gray eyes.
Raven.
He’s awake, sitting up in bed next to North’s sleeping form. The covers obscure his lower half, but I can see that he’s got a hand beneath the sheet, and there’s no doubt in my mind what he’s doing. The sheet shifts as his hand moves underneath it, stroking himself as he watches us.
He’s jerking off to the sight of Cain fucking me.
Despite our best efforts to remain quiet, Cain and I clearly managed to wake up one of my other mates—although Raven doesn’t seem to mind one bit. His lower lip is trapped between his teeth, and when he realizes I’ve noticed that he’s awake, he grins slightly, not seeming abashed at all that I’ve discovered him watching us.
Not that there’s any reason for him to be.