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“A what?” I hardly dared ask.
Cole laughed and Alastor leaned in, his breath warm on my neck. “He’s got his fingers in her pussy, Sariel. Sliding them in and out, his thumb circling her clit… making her so wet… making her feel good…”
His voice was low, a seductive timbre that sent shivers cascading down my spine. I flushed at his words, but my eyes were still glued to the scene in front of me. Lily’s lips wereparted, her cheeks flushed, and her eyes closed. She looked... blissful. I licked my dry lips, feeling a sudden warmth between my legs as I watched my new friend enjoy herself so openly. I shifted in my seat, pressing my thighs together to stop this unknown sensation.
“Feeling alright there, Sariel?” Cole’s tone was teasing, and I blushed as he and Alastor looked at me. “I get the feeling you’re enjoying watching Lily get off.”
Oh heavens, he was an incubus. He could sense that I was feeling…warm. I blushed harder, going to get up, but Alastor’s hand settled on my thigh, and I froze.
“You should watch,” he said, his dark eyes burning into mine. “Consider it part of your earthly education. Watch her, Sariel.”
Almost incapable of disobeying, I looked again. Lily’s blouse was open now, and I watched as her shifter lowered his mouth to her nipple. She leaned back, pink hair cascading down her back and he sucked on her nipple, his hand still moving beneath her skirt. I wondered what it felt like, to have someone’s hands on your body, to be touched, the way he was touching her. A bolt of heat shot through me as Alastor’s fingers trailed up my thigh. Even through the fabric of my trousers, it felt… exciting.
“Can you imagine being her, Sariel? I know you can’t indulge, but can you imagine it? Sitting astride him like that, feeling his fingers dance up your thigh…” I couldn’t speak, couldn’t react as his fingers trailed up my inner thigh, nudging my legs apart. I watched Lily rock harder against him, her moans reaching us. A faint pink glow seemed to surround her, and I realised she was feeding off his lust. Alastor’s fingers inched higher. “Can you imagine his fingers sliding beneath your underwear, feeling how wet you are from his touch?”
Cole leaned forward, his eyes glowing gold. “Oh, she feels it, Alastor,” he said, urgency in his voice. He reached out his hand,not quite touching me and gold danced around his fingertips. “Fuck, she tastes amazing.”
“Does she?” Alastor murmured, and I dragged my eyes away from Lily only to get imprisoned by his dark gaze. Whatever this strange connection was between us, it was damn hard to fight against when he was this close. I could feel his fingers inching up my thigh and everything inside my mind screamed to make him stop, that it was dirt and wrong, and yet I couldn't bring myself to stop him. His fingers made lazy circles as they moved higher, and I felt as though I was on fire. My legs seemed to part of their own accord, and I gasped as he pressed his fingers into my… oh heavens, what was he doing to me?
His dark eyes fixed on me as he continued to make circles over my clothing, but in this place, the feeling was incredible. It was so powerful, so intense. More hands touched me. Cole had pulled forward in his chair, sliding his hands up my thighs and forcing my legs wider open. I saw him drawing in the golden mist that had formed about us all, his eyes almost fiery with lust as he drank us in. Alastor leaned in closer, his lips finding the soft skin of my throat, and I moaned quietly. His hand moved higher, feeling for the fastening of my trousers.
“No...” I murmured, the action jarring a thread of conscience into my mind.
“Just a touch,” Alastor muttered, his hand slipping under my waistband. My hips arched up, craving his touch lower, as though I couldn't control my own body. I ached for the feel of his fingers on my bare flesh, wanting his fingers inside... No. I couldn’t.
“No,” I said. I grabbed his hand and looked up at him. The intensity in his eyes scared me. He closed his eyes, breaking the contact and pulled his hand away. Cole pulled back too, and relief flooded through me.
“I’m sorry,” I said, sitting up straighter and closing my legs tightly. “I’m so sorry, I have no idea what came over me. I have to go…”
I jumped up, and walked away quickly, face on fire. What on earth had I been thinking? And what power did Alastor have over me that I couldn’t even control my own body when he was around? If he hadn’t stopped as soon as I’d said, I couldn't bear to think what could have happened next.
“Sariel.” Alastor’s voice was low and quiet behind me, and it sent shivers down my spine and intensified the ache that remained between my legs.
“I'm sorry, that was so unprofessional of me,” I said, unable to turn around. “I am so ashamed.”
“The shame is mine, not yours,” he said. “I was the unprofessional one. I came to apologise and to assure you that I will not touch you again. And neither will anyone else.”
I turned around, hoping the shadows of the tents concealed my red face. His own face was also in shadow and hard to read.
“I am sorry,” I said. “And so embarrassed. What if people saw?”
“No one saw anything,” he said. “I promise. Cole was in front of us on purpose, and there was no one else around. You don’t have to worry; it will be kept between the three of us. And as I said, it won’t happen again.”
“Why…” I asked, trailing off. I wasn't sure exactly what I was asking.
“Because angel or not, you are a stunning beautiful woman, and I guess seeing Lily, well, it kind of put me in the mood. You seemed amenable at first, but it was meant to be a joke that got out of hand, and I apologise for my actions.”
“I apologise for mine too,” I said.
He nodded. “Then it’s forgotten.”
I nodded. “Forgotten.”
“Then, if you are still heading to bed, I will see you in the morning,” he said stiffly, before turning and walking away, leaving me alone in the darkness.
Chapter Twelve
SARIEL
