“My turn,” I tell her, taking a fistful of her hair and hauling her right back to me.
Her eyes widen, but she started this game.
She wanted to prove some sort of point. So I’m going to return the favor.
And my point is quite simple:If you want to play, we’ll play. But be prepared, little canary. I play to win.
She trembles against me as my tongue slides into her mouth. I let her set the pace before because I wanted to give her a chance to explore. However, now she needs to learn my preferences. My pace. My desires.
One of which is to define her limits.
Master her pleasure.
Draw out the experience until she’s bursting from the inside andbeggingme to let her come.
The others all have their kinks. But those are mine.
Ilovegames of passion. I want to take Fallon to the literal stars. Make her scream forhours.
And I tell her all of that with my mouth. My tongue.My teeth.
She’s not the only one who can convey messages here through touch.
By the time I’m finished with my part of the lesson, she’s panting, her emerald eyes glazed with pleasure. She licks her lips, her focus going to my mouth before she glances at the others.
Kaspian is sitting on the bed, his jacket and vest gone. His dark eyes are glued to me and Fallon. I’ve never been into group play. He knows this. But for her… I’ll oblige. Which is why I so openly fucked her mouth in front of the others.
Bane and Nox are both standing nearby, the top button on their jeans both undone.
I nearly smirk at the display of discomfort.
If they think my kissing Fallon is hot, they should see what else I can do to her.
But first, I want her worked up. Teased.Prepared.
“Hmm, I think your phantoms want to play, Fallon,” I tell her. “As does our vampire king.”
Kaspian arches a brow at me, fully aware that I don’t usually do this. We’ve known each other for a very long time, and while there have been a few experiences between us, it’s been a while since we last shared a woman.
We both vie for dominance in the bedroom.
Which can be good.
And also bad.
But for Fallon, I think we can make itverygood.
“What do you think, Kas?” I ask, my gaze on Fallon. “Should we let the phantoms have her first? Warm her up for us?”
His midnight irises glitter with temptation. He knows what I’m offering. “Yes. But I imagine you have some requirements?”
“I do.” I look at Bane and Nox. “She’s not allowed to come until I say she can. Otherwise, do what you want.”
Fallon’s lips part. “What?”
I kiss her again, my grasp tightening in her hair. “Trust me, sweet canary. I’m going to make you sing in a way you’ve never experienced before.” I speak the words right against her mouth, then follow it up with a nibble of my own. “Now be a good girl and let the phantoms fuck you.”
She’s gaping at me when I release her.
