Page 67 of Kiss of Embers
Zara’s power filled the air, the unique crackle of werewolf energy lifting the hair on my arms. Her gaze followed the same path as Finn’s a moment before, running down my chest to my abs visible above the table. “I want…to see you.”
Finn looked at me. “Stand up and strip.”
His words struck like a whip, the lash wrapping around my cock. It strained against the cage as I obeyed, standing and loosening the tie at my waist. My pajama pants fluttered to my ankles, leaving me nude except for the cage.
Zara and Finn stared at my groin, their gazes searing my skin. Moisture leaked from my slit. The cage was a bulky, uncomfortable weight between my legs, the steel tugging mercilessly at my dick and swollen sack.
“I want to see you, too,” Finn said, and it took me a second to realize he spoke to Zara. She jerked her gaze to his, the pulse in her neck fluttering wildly.
Tension stretched, the air taut as a bowstring.
Red sheened Finn’s eyes. “Struan,” he murmured, “take Zara to the bed.”
I kicked the pants away and rounded the table, the cage weighing down every step. Zara took the hand I extended, and she let me pull her from her chair. Finn hadn’t specifiedhowI was supposed to take her to the bed, so I swept her into my arms.
She gasped, clinging to my neck. The T-shirt rode up, and I fought back a moan at the tantalizing glimpse of her plump cunt with its tiny patch of blond curls.
I lay her carefully in the center of the bed and stood back, awaiting Finn’s next order. He stepped behind me and squeezed my ass with both hands, making me hiss through my teeth as he dug his fingers into my fading bruises.
Zara propped herself on her elbows, her amber gaze rapt as she watched me writhe in Finn’s grip. As always, the pain slid into a hot, buzzing pleasure that streaked to my dick. The cage bit into my shaft, and I moaned as the pressure in my balls grew unbearable.
Zara moaned with me, spreading her legs and plunging a hand between her thighs.
“No,” Finn said, stepping around me. As Zara froze, he twisted into smoke, his clothes falling to the carpet in a heap. He reformed just as quickly, his gaze fixed on Zara. “That pussy is ours, lass.”
Zara stared up at us, her brown eyes wide and her creamy body glowing against the dark bedding.
Finn’s voice went dangerously low. “Take that shirt off, Zara. We’ve waited long enough.”
She hesitated. Then she sat up and pulled the T-shirt over her head.
Chapter
Nineteen
ZARA
The men were on me the second my T-shirt hit the floor.
The bed dipped as they climbed over me, their eyes fierce and glowing. Struan smoothed rough hands up my legs, spreading my thighs wide. Cool air hit my heated folds, and both men growled.
“I’ve got to taste this pussy,” Struan rasped.
Finn moved faster than I could track, settling behind me and tugging my back against his chest. He gripped me under both knees and pulled my thighs to my chest.
“Make her come,” Finn ordered.
Struan plunged his face between my legs and latched onto my clit.
The world splintered. I screamed as an orgasm ripped through me, pleasure coming in hot waves. I’d been trembling on the edge since Struan and I raced through the jungle. Now, I plunged over the cliff, my back bowing as I flew apart.
Struan’s growl vibrated my core as he licked and sucked me through it, feasting like a starving man. Dimly, I was aware of his big hands forcing my thighs wider as he pushed his face into my pussy and devoured me.
Finn nuzzled my neck as he held my legs to my chest, keeping me splayed lewdly. A sharp fang trailed down my thundering pulse. The rich, mysterious scent of incense filled my lungs.
As I spiraled down, Finn slipped a hand between my legs. Panting, I opened my eyes to see Struan lift his head. His nose and mouth were glossy with my arousal. He sprawled between my thighs, his broad shoulders kissed by the lantern light. He turned his head and kissed my inner thigh as Finn circled two firm fingers around my clit.
Aftershocks rippled through me, and I cried out as Finn pushed his finger into Struan’s mouth. Struan moaned, his gaze searing mine as he sucked my juices. Finn repeated the motion, slicking his fingers up and down my pussy and then pressing them between Struan’s lips.