“You’re not… tired?” I asked, but his touch was making it extremely difficult to speak.
God, this man’s hands… Someone should write a song about them…
“I was,” he said. “But now I’m… up.” He stroked my nipple again and rocked his hips forward against my backside, presenting some rock-solid evidence to back up his claims.
“You are such a bad influence, demon.” Arching against him, I let out a soft sigh, already imagining the hot, sweet feel of him between my thighs…
A knock on the door startled us both.
“Ronan?” It was Darius, his voice urgent. “Is Gray with you?”
“Yes,” Ronan said. “Now go away.”
“If I’m interrupting, I can return at a more convenient time. Though I was hoping—”
“It’s fine,” I blurted out, at the same time Ronan said, “You’re interrupting.”
Darius let out a low chuckle on the other side of the door. “Well, which is it?”
Heat rushed to my cheeks, and I held my breath, not sure what to say next. Of course Darius was interrupting—that much was obvious.
But my imagination was already serving up a slow-motion play-by-play of my vampire stripping off his clothes, lifting the sheets, and climbing right into this bed with me.
With us.
Maybe it was crazy and self-indulgent, but some part of me—okay, afewparts, including one in particular that was currently very hot, and very wet—reallywanted to let him in.
“Enter if you must,” Ronan said, saving me from having to make the decision. He’d done his best to sound annoyed, but I wasn’t buying it. His voice was still gravelly, still seductive.
And as Darius entered the room, Ronan’s cock was still pressing quite urgently against my ass.
“Gray. Are you alright, love?” Darius asked, coming over to kneel beside the bed. His honey-colored eyes were warm and golden in the candlelight. “We didn’t get a chance to talk about what happened in the woods.”
Ronan huffed. “And you thoughtnowwould be a good time?”
“The sun will be up in a few hours, demon. If not now, I’ll have to wait until tomorrow evening to speak with her.”
“And the fact that she’s naked right now has nothing to do with your sudden need to see her?”
Darius’s lips slid into a cool grin, desire flaring in his eyes. “Now that you mention it…”
Beneath the sheet, Ronan’s thumb traced over my nipple, making me gasp. He was still hard and ready, his breath hot on my neck, and when he shifted closer to me, I closed my eyes and let out a soft moan.
A low growl rumbled in Darius’s throat, and holyhell, was I turned on.
“You okay?” Ronan asked, his lips brushing my neck.
“Very,” I said softly. I opened my eyes, meeting Darius’s desirous gaze. “But this is a little… awkward.”
“Is it?” Darius asked. His gaze shifted to Ronan, who simply replied, “If you’re staying, bloodsucker, close the damn door.”
Darius did not need to be told twice.
He shut the door and returned to his position beside the bed, reaching for my face. When he traced the outline of my lips, I opened my mouth and slowly took him in, sucking gently as he slid his finger across my tongue.
Darius, all-powerful immortal vampire, shuddered.
He dragged his finger from my mouth, and I let my gaze trail down his body, wishing he was already naked but unable to say it out loud.
