I don’t exist for the sake of other people, I exist, period, and it’s their choice to choke me down or not.
“She shouldn’t be pushing herself yet.” Slade’s admonishment carries little weight as he settles onto the bed beside me, tucking a stray lock of hair behind my ear. “The blood draws took too much out of her; she’s still pretty pale.”
Kaige is just as content to ignore him as I am, flipping me onto my stomach and kicking my legs apart as I offer, “You’re welcome to head to the warehouse with the others if you don’t want to push the limits of my poor, delicate constitution.”
“Like hell I’m going to pick work over this,” Slade scoffs, capturing my mouth and kissing me breathless while Kaige slowly presses into me.
Using Slade to keep me distracted, I take steady breaths, reaching my other hand between my legs. While it doesn’t completely detract from the uncomfortable pressure, that combined with the numbing cream helps take the edge off, and I’m able to lean more to the pleasurable side of pain. By the time Kaige has bottomed out, the taste of blood has filled my mouth, but Slade acts completely unfazed by the fact that I unintentionally bit him.
“Fucking hell, at least I got you off first.” Kaige’s voice is like gravel as he pulls back slightly before slamming into me hard enough that I slide forward on the mattress. “This stuff might take the edge off, but it’s not nearly enough.”
Slade smirks against my lips. “Starving puppies, taxes, grocery lists. Think about literally anything besides how she’s wrapped around your cock and those sweet little gasps she makes when you drive to the hilt.”
The sound of grinding teeth proceeds him hissing, “You’re such a dick.”
For once, the cosmos align in our favor, Cin slipping in the room and softly closing the door behind him. As Slade pulls away with a breathy chuckle, an idea takes root and I draw in a slow, steady breath.
“Cin?”
His gaze immediately settles on mine as I wet my lips, bolstering my nerves. But with how hesitant he’s been to initiate even casual touches if his demon isn’t calling the shots, I’m going to have to venture outside of my comfort zone a little. Usually, I prefer being manhandled and used, but a little experimenting could be a fun change. Cinjin needs the assurance thathe’swanted, and thus far, his wolf’s always been running the show when we slept together. Kaige hasn’t had enough experience to really find out what he’s into or not, and Slade?
His patience has to run out eventually.
“I know how much you wanted to get your hands on the blind bag from Carina’s.” Tilting my head to the pile beside me, I bite back a moan as Kaige snaps his hips. “Want to sift through this mess and see if anything catches your eye?”
“I'm happy watching." He shifts between feet, though his heated gaze never once deviates from me.
“That doesn't sound nearly as much fun as tapping in."
A slow smile spreads across his face. “Then I suppose you better do a flip or something to make it more entertaining."
Balancing myself on one hand, I flip him off for a brief second before having to brace myself again as Kaige bands an arm around my waist. Pumping his fingers in my drenched heat twice, he turns his attention onto my neglected clit.
“How about instead of a backflip, I rope you into my evil plan?”
Stalking closer, he pauses at the foot of the bed; attempting to remain aloof, yet failing miserably. “Color me intrigued.”
“Want to help me torture Slade? His self-restraint is maddening, and I for one, want to see what happens if we can blow it to hell.”
Some of the tension leaves his shoulders as he tugs off his shirt. “What kind of mate would I be if I said no to such a noble request?”
Kaige runs a hand over my hip and up my side, then down my spine as Cin rounds the bed. While he sifts through the pile and finishes stripping, I rock back on Kaige’s cock, flicking open the button of Slade’s pants.
With a small smile he swiftly suppresses, he lifts his hips, helping slide off his pants. “I must admit, I came in here to make sure that Kaige wasn’t pushing you too far, prepared to intervene whether you liked it or not if you needed a break.” His shirt goes next. “But you’re the epitome of temptation, and this sounds like a far better way to spend an afternoon. You’re wrong about one thing, though.”
Palming my cheek, he forces me to face his heated gaze, shadows dancing in his emerald irises. “You’ve already broken me exactly how I needed to be, Sabrina. I’m yours, however you want me.”
With a lingering press of his lips against mine, he murmurs, “If you want to instigate a game of restraint, I’ll gladly play. But I wouldn’t put any money down on winning if I were you.”
With him joining in the game, it leaves me completely surrounded by three naked men intent on wringing out maximum pleasure from me, if only to lord their victory over the others.
Ah, if only teenage Sabrina could see me now. Talk about motivation to hang in there.
Smirking at his subtle gift, I rise to the challenge, petty determination swelling in my chest. “Kaige?”
Stilling, he sucks down a few deep breaths, hissing out through gritted teeth, “Yeah?”
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