Page 83 of Mage Massacres

He traveled through the Void well, but he rarely went where he wanted unless he was summoned there. And that’s how we ended up dry humping each other like teenagers in Novak’s room.

“What are you doing here?” my vampire asked, clutching at his chest. “I didn’t see you until now.”

“What are you doing here?” Briggs returned, and I giggled before slapping my hand over my mouth.

Novak sighed in exasperation. “It’s my fucking room.”

“Uhm, right,” my wolf drawled, uncaring of where we were. “Consider it commandeered, occupied, no vacancy. We’re busy. Go away.”

My vampire huffed. “Fuck off. I’m not going anywhere.”

Briggs shrugged. “Suit yourself.”

My back hit the wall before I was ready, knocking the breath from my lungs. I smiled against my wolf’s lips, then bit him, the tip of one fang piercing his skin. He groaned as the venom coursed through his system and pressed his erection into my lower abdomen.

I shoved him backward, thrilling when he growled at me. The cotton of my shirt scratched against my peaked nipples. My tights were suffocating as my body temperature soared higher.

The training had really done a number on us, and we were both eager to fight for dominance… In a more productive way.

Novak snorted from across the room, listening in on my thoughts. I stripped us of the cloth restraints, using my magic to sling them at the voyeur.

“Nosy vampire.”

“Was that an invitation?”

He prowled forward, standing beside my wolf as I nodded my head. His golden eyes glowed in the dim lighting, his possessive gaze setting my skin ablaze.

Until it abruptly stopped.

He furrowed his brows, disbelief tilting the corners of his lips up. “What do you even do with a dick that big?”

“It’s not like you haven’t seen dicks before,” Briggs quipped. “And it’s not that big.”

“Yes, it is. You could hammer nails with that…” Novak tipped his head down. “Thing. You could literally knock people out. That’s a fucking weapon.”

“Try it,” I whispered. “Knock him out.”

Novak took a step back, shaking his head. “Fuck that. Death by dick is not the way I want to go out.”

“Speak for yourself,” I muttered, dropping to my knees.

Briggs glanced down, smirking at me before replying to my vampire. “I just don’t see it. I’m six-and-a-half feet tall, Novak. It’s not that big, all things considered.”

He coughed. “It’s not not that big either.”

“Stop staring at my dick. You’re gonna give me a complex,” my wolf griped.

“It’s hard not to stare,” Novak exclaimed. “It’s like seeing a transfer truck in a one-car garage. I need to know how it got there.”

I twisted my head, trying to cover my grin with my shoulder. I did not want to instigate, and I would have already kicked him out if I didn’t want to fuck him too. Need was riding me hard, but it wasn’t as pleasing as being trapped between two of my mates.

“Answer me this, Trouble,” he called, raising his voice as if I couldn’t hear him while I was on my knees. “How do you fit that in your mouth?”

“If I show you, will you be quiet?” I challenged.

“I don’t know. I’m not making any promises,” he sang. “I might have more questions.”

I snorted at him, relaxing my jaw as I wrapped my mouth around Briggs. The tip of his cock hit the back of my throat, and I pushed a bit farther before swallowing around him and getting to work.