And Cami seemed to be confirming with her mouth that she wanted what Az had suggested.
I leaned into her, urging Az to take a step back as Cami reacted to my movements. Her tongue continued to dance with mine as I shifted forward again, her arms tightening their hold, suggesting she didn’t want to let me go.
My palm remained against her lower back, loving the feel of her skin and the soft teasing brush of Az’s arousal against my knuckles. I used my opposite hand to grasp his hip, pushing just enough to tell him what I wanted—a better position to meet his sexual demands.
Az took hold of Cami’s waist, pulling her with him as he moved, taking my hint and leading us through the living area and into my bedroom.
Which had been where I’d told her to hide.
So I supposed that meant Az was right when he’d said that wouldn’t save her.
Fuck, nothing would save her from us now.
It was dangerous and intoxicating and so undeniably wrong.
Yet I couldn’t fight the attraction anymore. I didn’t release her. I kissed her harder instead. And I followed her up onto my bed with my mouth on hers, crawling over her body as Az guided her to the mattress.
It was seamless.
Beautiful.
A sensual movement of fate.
I couldn’t stop touching her. I couldn’t stop kissing her. I couldn’t stopwantingher.
She felt too perfect beneath me, her supple form melting into mine as I lay on top of her.
Warm. Wanting. Wicked.
She parted her legs for my hips, her dampness a wet kiss to my dick that had me throbbing for her. But I wanted to taste her first. I wanted to create the image Az had painted in my mind.
So I began a path downward, my lips kissing every inch of her on my way to her breasts. Az bent to take her mouth with his own, making me groan against her nipple. It was such an intensely erotic sight, watching him master her with his tongue.
We’d never shared a woman. Mostly because Az’s Phoenix was selective and I tended to avoid sexual entanglements.
But Cami surpassed all logic.
There was just something about her that I needed to know. To explore. Totaste.
The reminder of my quest made my dick pulsate with need, my mouth salivating for her. But I finished my task of memorizing her tits first, taking her nipple into my mouth and sucking deep. Laving her. Nibbling. Careful not tobite.
Oh, but I wanted to sink my teeth into that creamy flesh.
Make her bleed.
Drinkfrom her.
It was a pulsing craving that left me breathless.
Az released her, his all-black eyes meeting mine, his Phoenix clearly sensing my yearning. Because he knew me. He could read my energy. He could read every damn thing about me.
A blade appeared in Az’s palm—one of the many that he could magically summon at will.
He pressed the sharp edge to Cami’s breast and stirred a gasp from her throat. “Don’t move, sweet warrior,” he said, his opposite hand going to her throat. “I’m giving Ajax what he needs.”
It was on the tip of my tongue to tell him to stop, to tell him this was too far, but he sliced across her skin in the next moment, eliciting a hiss from her lips.
Blood beaded along the path he’d created, the superficial cut just enough to draw her essence to the surface.
