Page 44 of Hateful Prince
He lifted his head a little to peer down at me, his eyes the endless blue of a summer’s ocean. “How’d you know?”
“You sing in your sleep, Captain.”
Rocking his hips forward, he offered me a low hum of approval. “Mmm, call me that again.”
Kai was apparently done being ignored, because he reached for my chin and tipped my face in the other direction, where his lips were waiting for me. Without a word, he plundered my mouth with a thoroughness that would surely make my pirate proud. Or, more likely, jealous.
God, I could live here like this. Kai’s mouth on mine, Cas’s hands roaming my bare skin. If only my other two men were here. My little bathtub fantasy didn’t seem as out of reach as it once did. With the way things had progressed in the last couple of weeks, who knew? Maybe I would wake up in a sexy cuddle puddle. And, I mean, technically I was. It was just smaller by two people.
“She’s doing that thing again, with her eyebrows,” Cas said, lips trailing down my body until he reached a nipple.
“What thing?” Kai asked.
“That furrow. She’s thinking.” He bit my nipple and made me arch my back up into him. “She needs to be feeling.”
“Good luck turning this bad boy off,” I muttered, tapping my forehead to indicate my brain. “Once it gets going, it doesn’t stop.”
“Oh, I do love a challenge,” Cas murmured, a smile evident in his voice. “Shall we see which one of us gets her brain to melt first?”
I’d rather we ruin the sheets than melt my brain. I needed my brain for the writing. But apparently, I didn’t have a say because Kai’s fingers slipped between my thighs, and he was playing with my clit before I could so much as make a peep.
“Seems like we’re off to a good start,” Kai teased as he played me like a fiddle, drawing out little mewls of pleasure. “Mmm, gem, the sounds you make drive me wild.”
“Aye,” Cas growled in my ear, his lips and tongue traversing across my chest as he teased and nipped my breasts.
The contrast of his warm mouth and Kai’s nimble fingers had me squirming in earnest. I went from zero to the brink of an orgasm in less than sixty seconds.
“Come on, darling. Fill the room with your cries. I’ve been desperate for you since the last time.” Cas traveled farther down my body, his teeth grazing my hip even as Kai worked my pussy. Apparently, the two of them had no reservations about teamwork, because Cas looked up at him and said, “Fuck her with your fingers. I want to taste her clit.”
Usually this is where Kai would get all growly, but my dragon seemed on board. Neither of them appeared to shy away from accidental touches either. Don’t get me wrong, the focus was all on me, but they didn’t seem at all distracted or put off by the presence of the other. And was it my imagination, or did Cas’s tongue just brush against Kai’s fingers?
“Fuck, gem, you’re gushing.”
“Spread her lips open for me, dragon,” Cas murmured before Kai did as he was asked.
My God, the way Cas sucked my clit had me nearly bucking off the bed. I moaned and writhed, but Kai held me in place with his free hand as his fingers curled up inside me, hitting that spot—you know the one.
“Oh God,” I moaned, fighting against the need to let my eyes close. The picture these two men painted as they worked together to get me off was too good to miss. I might have written well over a dozen of these kinds of scenes, but the reality was so much better than the fantasy. The ragged breaths. The moans of approval. The heat of their bodies pressing against me.
Fuck, I could feel Kai’s hard cock pressed along my leg as he rocked his hips ever so slightly. I bet he didn’t even know he was doing it. Somehow, that unconscious search for friction was the hottest thing he could’ve done.
Cas was no less affected. He was positioned a bit off to the side, his chest resting against the top of my thigh as he lavished my clit with attention. He had one hand braced on my other thigh, supporting his weight, while the other was between his legs, slowly working up and down his swollen length. Ever the diligent researcher, I took mental notes about the way he touched himself. How he used a far firmer grip than I’d have attempted, the slight twist he added on the downstroke, and how every now and then, he’d reach back and tug on his balls. A soft grunt accompanied the movement, sending little vibrations skittering over my sensitive skin.
If he wasn’t so far away, I’d have taken over, but a big part of me loved being able to witness this firsthand. The sting of his teeth on my clit brought my focus back to what he was doing to me, what they were doing. I cried out again, and Kai grunted.
“She liked that. Fuck, she’s soaking my fingers.” He slipped them out, then sank deep again, the sound of my arousal so loud I would’ve been embarrassed had it not been so erotic.
Cas suckled my clit until I was trembling and clenching around Kai’s digits, but when my dragon told him I was close, the prick stopped. He sat back, his lips twisted in a wicked grin, and looked directly at Kai.
“Jesus, Cas. I’m all for edging, but this is ridiculous,” I whined.
Kai stopped too, pulling his fingers from my fluttering cunt and smirking as he brought them to his lips. Cas stopped him in a bold move, shackling his wrist and tugging my dragon’s hand toward himself.
“Give me a taste.”
I watched in rapt attention as the pirate sucked my arousal off Kai’s fingers. The little hitch in Kai’s breath didn’t go unnoticed by me either. Was I mistaken, or was there a flare of discovery in his eyes?
“Mmm, you taste like fucking ambrosia, love.”