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Arden was breathing heavily and his pulse was still racing. His gaze roamed all over Eldon and there was a hunger Eldon understood and even resonated with, in his amber eyes.
Lifting his hand Eldon swiped all the come off his face and slowly brought it to his lips. Never breaking eye contact with Arden, Eldon lapped up every drop cleaning himself
Arden growled and his hold on Eldon tightened. “You keep teasing me and I will end up breaking you, Eldon.”
“Promise?”
The dragon’s eyes shifted to that of his beast and Eldon nearly came again. His pants were already a mess and he’d need to change but it was well worth it.
Arden yanked him up and their mouths crashed together once more. Eldon submitted, opening wider so Arden could taste himself on his tongue. Saying fuck it to work would be too easy but Eldon knew he couldn’t, even if having Arden was a dream come true.
Eldon loathed what he was about to do.
“We have to stop,” Eldon whimpered as he pulled free of the earth-shattering kiss.
“Now you’re telling me what to do?”
Fuck. Eldon bit his lip and flicked his tongue against his lip piercing. “As much as I want to tease you about that? No.” He blew out a breath. “Customers are no doubt lining up and the music has already started.”
Arden blinked as if he’d forgotten that they were in the cellar under the host bar on a busy night. Elation had Eldon smiling; he’d made Arden forget about everything and lose himself in the moment.
Before Arden could say or do something stupid and ruin the high Eldon had, the vampire stole another kiss. He nipped at Arden’s lip, cutting it slightly with his fang.
“Mmmm, you do taste good.” Eldon reluctantly let him go, and vamp sped over to the stairs. “Don’t think too much. We have work to do, boss.” Eldon’s foot rested on the first step. He played with his tongue piercing. “And next time I want to try from your neck or your thigh.” He was gone before Arden could respond.
There was no taking that back, not that Eldon wanted to. He’d wanted Arden for ages, and now that he had a taste of him, he needed him like a junkie needed their next fix.
The soft bluefabric brushed against Micha’s freshly shaven body sending little shocks of pleasure dancing over his flesh. His outfit was delicate, and every slight movement felt as if he’d rip it. In all of Micha’s life, he hadn’t worn such beautiful things, not till he came to PGD.
He fixed the criss-cross straps that lay against his collar bone. The lingerie had to be altered only slightly; the bra was a sheer blue fabric with flowery lace patterns to help with the illusion of hiding and being revealing at the same time. The small pearl held up by chains wrapped around Micha’s torso and rested against his heated flesh. The coolness from the jewels oddly grounded him. He picked it up and stared down at it. Something so expensive should have been offered to someone else, but there was no defying Arden’s orders.
Micha made sure the rest of the lingerie was in place.
The intricate lacy designs on the panties and chest piece had to be the most beautiful thing Micha had worn to date. From his hips, sheer light blue fabric flowed down to the floor but left his front open, and his arms had the same blue sheer fabric hanging from it. He caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror and stood there shell-shocked.
He looked like a literal angel. His wings, pink and blue, complemented the outfit. His light brown hair was blow-dried and pulled into a half up-do. His makeup was light, illuminating his freckles and pink eyes.
“Wow,” Micha whispered.
The door to his room opened, and he glanced over his shoulder as Gamble walked in. His wet, curly hair clung to his face as he towel dried it. He only wore a pair of black slacks. Gamble was looking down as he walked in, but the moment his head lifted, he froze.
The door, forgotten, slammed shut, but Micha didn’t so much as let out a breath.
“Fuck,” Gamble said.
His olive-green eyes heated as they moved up and down Micha’s body. Everywhere Gamble’s gaze landed felt as if someone had physically caressed him. It sent tingles of pleasure dancing along his flesh, making it hard not to fidget.
Micha licked his lips. “You like?”
Gamble shut his mouth and lifted his head again. The moment their eyes met, Micha’s chest erupted in butterflies. His fingers flexed to the side of him. He wasn’t sure what to do, and he didn’t want to cover up. If anything, a part of him wanted to show Gamble more. Spread his wings and pose for the witch. With all the time they’d shared, Micha had become comfortable with Gamble. He was the reason Micha slept so peacefully nowadays. He didn’t have a calming effect like Eldon, but something about Gamble made Micha feel comfortable and treasured.
“You look—”
Micha’s brows dipped as he was flooded with self-consciousness. “Yeah, this should have been given to someone else.” He shook his head. “No way I can pull this off.”
Before Micha could turn around, Gamble was in front of him, his hands cupping Micha’s face.
“Shut the hell up.”
