Total pages in book: 100
Estimated words: 93948 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 470(@200wpm)___ 376(@250wpm)___ 313(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 93948 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 470(@200wpm)___ 376(@250wpm)___ 313(@300wpm)
There it is again. That terrifying, exhilarating word. “Us.”
“Yes,” he grinds out, his head thrown back, the long line of his throat exposed.
It’s the most natural thing in the world to kiss that throat. To push him down onto the bed next to Siobhan and continue exploring his body with my lips and tongue as Siobhan lazily pumps his cock, a satisfied smile on her face.
Having them this close together is a fantasy I’ve been too afraid to even entertain. Now that it’s truly happening, I can’t stop touching, tasting. I cup Bastian’s balls with careful fingers. I shift over to rub my face against Siobhan’s strong thigh and bite her just hard enough to make her gasp. Her pussy is right there, and even as I keep fondling Bastian, I dip down and drag my tongue through her folds.
I was right. She tastes just as wild here as her kiss did. Wilder, even. Especially when her thighs quiver on either side of my head. Siobhan is as unshakable as a mountain, but she’s shivering for me? That’s an addiction I could spend the rest of my life in service to.
Bastian jerks and hisses out a breath. “Gods, I’ve missed you.”
I tell myself not to look up, not to witness the fact that I’ll be forever on the outside of their relationship—no matter how short my forever is meant to be—but Bastian doesn’t appear consumed with Siobhan alone. He has one hand fisted in her hair, tugging her head back so he has full access to her throat. Even as I watch, he licks her there and reaches down to create a V with his fingers, parting her folds to give me unrestricted access to her.
He meets my gaze. “I missed you, too, Nox. So fucking much.”
I don’t have a response to that that won’t break my ribs open and expose my racing heart. So I don’t answer with words. Instead, I shift my hand up to join Siobhan’s around his shaft and go back to making her come all over my face.
Chapter 27
Siobhan
Ever since I fled Lyari and went into hiding, I’ve fought against being known. Losing the two most important people in my life to violence at the hand of my sister? Even after my scars from the fire faded away to nothingness, the ones from Morrigan’s betrayal live on.
I never meant to fall for Bastian, to let him through my walls filled with spikes and traps designed to keep me safe. I certainly never meant to let my friendship with Nox turn into something more.
And yet the joy I feel now, in Nox’s bed with their mouth between my thighs, Bastian’s naked body pressed to mine…it’s indescribable. I feel like a great, greedy beast, wanting to devour each moment of this pleasure and keep it tucked away inside me forever. I’ve leaped from a high place, and there may be an inevitable crash in my future, but in the meantime, all I feel is the impulse to go faster, harder.
Nox lifts their head, the bottom half of their face wet with my desire. They look at me and then Bastian, something vulnerable and overwhelming in their gray eyes. “I want to fuck you. Both of you.”
I can’t quite manage to be cool and collected when they talk like that. “At the same time?”
“Yes.”
Bastian’s already nodding. “I want that, too.” He kisses me, his fingers still moving over my pussy, pressing inside for the briefest moment before retreating again. He’s always been a tease when he gets riled. “I want to fuck you while Nox fucks us.”
My mind goes blessedly, perfectly blank. There’s only one answer, and I can barely get it out in my need. “Yes.”
Nox shifts over and takes Bastian’s cock into their mouth, sucking him deep. His grip goes tight on my hair. “Fuck, Nox, please. I need—” He cuts himself off as they lift their head and then rise. When Bastian begs, it’s a beautiful thing, but he’s not quite there yet.
We both sit up to watch Nox pad to their cabinet and dig through the drawers. When they bend over, displaying their pert little ass, I can’t help the hungry sound I make. They’ve tasted me, and as pleasurable as that was, I want to get my mouth on them, to lick my way down their spine, to press their cheeks wide and kiss them there until they squirm and moan, to cover their sex with my mouth and find out exactly what rhythm, what pressure makes their back bow and their fingers dig into my hair.
“Better hurry, Nox.” Bastian’s voice is ragged. “Otherwise, Siobhan is going to take you right there.”
They stand, a contraption hanging from their fingertips and a bottle of lube in their other hand. “Trust me when I say you’re not going to want to rush me through this.” They return to the bed, some of their customary swagger back in place. I don’t know if it’s a sign that they’re masking their true feelings or if this is them relaxing into what we’re doing.