Page 135 of Shifter Situations

Stone grinned against my skin as he held my head still. “Don't tell her.”

Novak’s hands traced patterns along the insides of my thighs. “I wasn't planning on it.”

I groaned, knowing that they were concocting something. They’d blocked me from their minds completely and had taken to touching me so lightly that it was driving me wild with need.

I wanted friction. Teeth, claws, something rough; not this soft bullshit.

Stone backed away as he spun me around, shoving me into Novak’s embrace. My vampire’s arms snaked tightly around my waist, and he took us both under the water as he moved beneath the glass wall separating the two sections of the pool.

He lifted me up as he waded through the water, maneuvering us to the stairs. And he didn’t stop. Not for towels, clothes, or to put me down.

“Which way?” Novak asked Stone.

“It’s the door on the left,” my demon replied. “At the bottom of the stairs.”

I rolled my eyes. “You want to watch a movie right now? Really?”

“We’re not watching one…” Stone confessed, his voice dark seduction as he turned the lights on.

Novak set me down, biting his lip. “We’re making one.”

“Oh?” I questioned, considering the idea as Stone disappeared.

He was back before I could say anything else, my vampire’s laptop tucked under his arm as he smiled. “What?”

“Nothing. I was just thinking about whether or not I’d made an actual lengthy video before.” I shook my head. “But I don’t think I have.”

“Not your thing?” Stone inquired.

“I didn’t say that. Have you ever looked through York’s pictures? I know there have got to be dozens of videos saved to his account.”

“Oh,” Novak drawled. “Are you saying the druid has been holding out?”

I shrugged. “Maybe.”

“So has she,” Stone commented, narrowing his eyes at me.

My vampire gasped. “You went through her phone?”

“Just the pictures. That’s not the point.” My demon rubbed at his forehead. “Stop fucking talking, Novak.”

“Right,” he said to himself. “I just need three minutes.”

“That’s not something to brag about.”

“Don’t instigate.”

I tilted my head, giving Stone a saucy look. “Then keep me busy.”

“What was it you were asking for in the pool?”

He prowled around me twice before stopping at my back. My body heated as he stepped closer, my nipples pebbling in the cool inside air.

“Friction, teeth, claws,” I parroted my earlier thoughts. “Something other than the delicate bullshit you were both doing.”

His fingers brushed over my right shoulder and collarbone as his hand lingered over my throat.

“Is that what you want, Kitten? Teeth and claws? My idea of rough, or did you have something in mind?”