Cassie told herself she shouldn’t like that—shouldn’t like the way theBloodKindredsounded when his control cracked.
But she did.
She liked he was watching her with such fierce hunger…liked thatRavik’sbig hand tightened in her hair but didn’t try to force her…liked the sensation of power that came from kneeling betweenRavik’sthighs and knowing both males were nearly undone by the sight of her mouth on him.
She had never felt powerful during sex before—not withMitch, who had acted like her body was something he was entitled to use.Andcertainly not withSskarth, who had treated her as a strange exotic sex toy until the novelty wore off.
But this wasdifferent.Thistime she was choosing to perform and she was doing a damn good job of it.Shewas makingRavikgroan andSeverincurse under his breath and she found that shelovedit.
Loved setting the rhythm, deciding how deep to take him, when to pull back, when to lick over the sensitive head, and when to use her hands on the thick shaft she couldn’t possibly fit entirely in her mouth.
It felt good.Notjust physically either—though her body wasdefinitelyreacting.Hernipples were so tight they hurt and her pussy was wet enough that she could feel slickness gathering between her thighs.
But it felt emotionally too.Itfelt good to be wanted and deliciously naughty to be watched.Itfelt good to know that she could make a male as huge and powerful asRaviktremble with need and a cold, scientific male likeSeverinlose his cool.
Speaking of which, theBloodKindredbegan speaking again.
“Goddess,Cassandra,” he murmured.“That’sit.Justlike that.Keepyour mouth soft around him.Lethim feel your tongue.Yes—lick himthere.”
Cassie glanced up at him through her lashes and saw his fangs flashing white against his lower lip.Hiseyes were fixed on her mouth and she realized, with a little thrill, that he was directing her but also barely holding himself back.
“Youliketelling me what to do?”she asked after sliding offRavik’sshaft for a breath.
Severin’s gaze snapped to hers.
The silence that followed was short but intense.
“Gods, yes,” he said at last, his voice low.“Especiallywhen you look like so fucking beautiful while you’re doing it.”
Cassie’s breath caught in her throat and she felt her heart pounding.
Ravik gave a possessive growl, his big hand stroking her hair.
“Sev tells good,” he rumbled.Thenhe frowned, as though searching for better words.“SeverinhelpsCassiemakeRavikfeel good.”
Something flared inSeverin’seyes at the sound of his full name and the clearer sentence from his best friend’s mouth.Cassiesaw a mixture of emotions pas over his face—hope…desire…pain but strangely not jealousy.
“Yes,” he said softly.“I’mhelping—trying to help, anyway.”
Cassie swallowed, suddenly aware of how strange and intimate this was.Ravik’scock was still in her hand, hard and hot and slick with her saliva and the cooling ointment.Severinwas standing close enough that she could smell him—clean and sharp like icy wind over dark water—and his presence seemed to wrap around the scene as surely asRavik’shand wrapped around her hair.
“Keep going, sweetheart,”Severinsaid, his voice rough again.“Heeyes are almost fully clear—Ican see it.”
Sweetheart.
The word slid under her skin like a warm hand.
Cassie told herself she was continuing forRavik…for the cure…for science.
But she knew that wasn’t the whole truth.
She continued becauseRavik’sgroans made her feel powerful.BecauseSeverin’seyes on her made her feel beautiful.Becauseher sex drive had woken up after years of disappointment and neglect and seemed determined to make up for lost time.
She tookRavikinto her mouth again, deeper this time, using her hand around the base of him.Hewas fully hard now—huge and heavy and pulsing against her tongue.Therewas no way she could take all of him, but she did what she could, hollowing her cheeks and stroking the rest of the thick shaft with slow, firm pulls of her hand.
Ravik’s thighs tensed under her palms.
“Cassie,” he groaned.“Fuck,Cassie…so good…feels sogood.”
