Page 65 of Tethered Magick

I pulled away only long enough to rip Chayton’s shirt over his head, followed by my own. Blood welled from the holes in Chayton’s neck, flowing down his throat like a macabre scene. Seeing the red coat his skin turned me on, and it was then I knew I was fucking broken.

Like an explorer, my tongue trailed over the rivulets, cleaning his skin until it was golden, all the while keeping a slow, steady rhythm on his cock.

A small noise escaped Kota’s throat and shuddered through me. My clit throbbed behind my panties. His expression was tentative, but he didn’t look away from my tongue dancing along his friend’s neck, nor did he resist the urge to watch the way I teased Chayton’s cock. He looked at me as though he couldn’t decide if I was a goddess or the devil, the war playing through the dark brown depths of his eyes.

Chayton’s tongue brushed around the shell of my ear, and then his lips dropped to press kisses along my neck, grazing over the spot that used to be his.

I nearly begged for his teeth, the need to be marked by him all consuming.

“I need you inside me more than my next breath,” I implored.

“You want to feel me inside you,nizhóní?” Chayton purred, and I wriggled against him.

“Yes,” I begged. “Fuck me, Chayton.”

Nineteen

Lorn

The airy command made Chayton moan against my neck before he pulled back and gazed down at me with hooded eyes.

“Take back what’s yours,” I challenged. “Everything I am belongs to you.”

Chayton smiled and guided me back onto the counter until I was propped up with my hands against the cool marble. Warm fingers trailed down my chest, between my breasts, and down the rounded curve of my stomach until he reached the waistband of my leggings.

“You want to be mine again, Lorn?” he inquired, a sinful glint in his eyes as he hooked his fingers into the top of my leggings.

I was a panting mess as I nodded and lifted my hips for him as he pulled them off inch by inch, leaving me almost bare before him and Kota.

I couldn’t help myself, my gaze flitted to Kota, and I saw him eating up the sight of me, his eyes undressing me as much as Chayton’s hands were.

The flare of his nostrils as he dragged my scent into his lungs and the darkening of his chocolate eyes disclosed how much he wanted me. No matter how much he tried to deny our relationship in the past, I saw the truth. It was spelled out as naked before me as I was to him.

Kota was in lust with me, if nothing else.

He’d had every chance to leave, and yet he was still here. Watching. Craving.

For now, it was enough.

“Trust me?” Chayton’s hands were gliding up my legs, and I bit my lip, nodding easily.

“Of course I do.”

His smile widened, and his eyes sparkled as he took my legs, one in each hand, and lifted them over his shoulders as he stooped down.

He braced his palms against the counter, and his gaze stayed on mine.

My chest heaved, my slow pulse sped up, and my teeth clamped down harder on my bottom lip as he descended between my thighs.

The wet swipe of his tongue made me mewl. I bucked into his face impulsively, seeking more of the sensation. He licked around my opening and teased circles around my sensitive nub. Chayton stared right at me as he moved his tongue in one hard flick over my clit. It was erotic knowing he was playing my body like a violin, bending me to his will.

The wolf inside me growled, and though the sound was muffled, it was there.

The dark, primal part of me wanted to be in charge. To take what I needed.

Tangling my fingers in his hair, I held him against my pussy, demanding more like the alpha I was.

He groaned against my damp flesh and dedicated himself to the task. His tongue dipped to thrust into me, and I saw stars. It felt so good and yet wasn’t nearly enough.