And then I see the camera.
Fuck…
I can’t form words. Can’t move. All I can do is hold my breath and blink at them… and hope like hell I don’t die of a massive heart attack. It would be a first for an immortal, but at this point? It wouldn’t surprise me. My heart feels like it’s about two more beats from exploding right out of my chest.
The smile on West’s face widens, and she stretches out her hand, reaching across the softly lit space to beckon me closer.
Somehow, I force my feet to move. One awkward step, then two. A few more, and I stop a couple of feet from the end of the bed, not daring to get any closer.
“Were your ears ringing?” she asks, her eyes dancing with light and lust—a combination I can’t help but love.
Beneath her, Jude grits his teeth and groans at the loss of contact, his hips rocking, still seeking the return of her hot, wet mouth.
I reach out and run a finger over the top of the camera, noticing the blinking red recording light. “Are you… Are you filming this for me?”
Damn. The very thought of it is so fucking sexy, so erotic it sends another jolt of electricity through me.
“Well, wewerefilming it for you,” she says. “But now that you’re here, you can join us for the live demo.”
I nod, but don’t say another word. Don’t move. Once again, I’m frozen in place, my heart kicking into high gear.
“Oh, all right.” She lets out a teasing huff. “If you’d really rather watch from the sidelines, Professor Peepshow, be my guest. But feel free to change your mind atanytime.”
I know she means it. The invitation is clear in her voice, in the desirous way she’s still looking at me, and I’m so,soclose to finally giving in, but…
No. I’m not ready for this. For her. For the feel of her mouth on my flesh, her hair in my hands, her teeth grazing my shoulder to muffle her cries of passion as I bury myself deep.
And as much as she claims to want me, she’s not ready for this, either. For all the things I want to do to her. For all the filthy, beautiful ways I want to see hercompletelyunravel for me.
Heat blooms in my chest at the thought.
That night will come soon enough.
But for now?
I finally relax, and a return smile curves my lips. As long as she and the others are okay with an audience, these little spy games will satisfy mejustfine.
Already knowing my answer, West shrugs and blows me a flirty little kiss, then finally turns her attention back to Jude. The gargoyle growls with unrestrained pleasure as she lowers her mouth to his cock and licks the tip, gently squeezing his balls.
He looks like he’s about to burst. Auggie, too, kneeling behind her and slowly dragging his cock along her backside, his wings unfurled, his tail curved around the front of her thigh to brush against her clit, and I can’t help but wonder how long the three of them have been at it.
“Please,” I finally manage. “Carry on. I’ll just… right.” I lean back against the wall, my eyes locked on the scene, a pulse of desire throbbing in my cock as they pick up where they left off.
And then, I do what I do best.
Watch.
With a soft grunt, Auggie tightens his grip on her hips and positions his cock at her entrance, giving her a smooth, slow thrust and another stroke of that tail that has her moaning and arching back to meet him, her pretty turquoise eyes fluttering closed. Her head dips low again, hair falling in front of her face as she takes Jude deeper into her mouth, into her throat, alternating between massaging his balls and stroking the base of his cock with a tight fist.
Jude clutches the sheets at his side, squeezing until his knuckles turn white, his claws shredding the fabric, his body covered in a thin sheen of sweat as West continues to work her seductive charms. Behind her, it’s not long before Auggie’s measured thrusts pick up the pace, then turn into a feverish pounding, his thighs slapping against hers, the wet, greedy sounds of her slick pussy colliding with the increasingly sloppy sounds of Jude’s cock fucking her mouth—a symphony of utter debauchery that makes my own balls heavy with the need to unload.
My breath comes in short, staccato bursts, my skin hot, my mouth watering at the sight.
Watching Auggie and West on the library security video was mind-blowing enough. But this? Live action, every sound, every scent, every perfect visual seared in my memory?
There are no fucking words.
And West…
