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His impassive expression doesn’t change, but he leans against the wall, crossing one ankle over the other. “It’s not easy, I recognize that, but it’s what you need to learn at this… stage of your life.”
I prop my hands on my hips, vaguely noticing Lex wander over to the barbells. “What the hell doesthis stageof my life mean, Atlas?”
“He’s saying, if you were a vampire, it would be a hell of a lot easier,” Lex calls out from the other side of the room.
Atlas shoots Lex a glare. “That isnotwhat I’m saying.” He turns his attention back to me with a sigh. “It’ll take some time, but it is possible to learn. I wouldn’t waste my time here if I didn’t think you had a shot at getting this.”
NowthatI believe.
I nod. “Let’s try again.”
Lex appears in front of me, and I jump back, widening my stance to keep my balance steady, and duck when he swings his arm toward me. I kick out, catching his legs, and a grin spreads across my lips when he lands hard on his back.
“Keep moving,” Atlas bellows in a low voice from a few feet away.
I fight the urge to look at him, to see what expression is painted on that chiseled face when his voice is that… strained. But I can’t waste those precious seconds when I finally have the upper hand.
I slam my knee into Lex’s stomach, pressing my full weight into him, then drive my elbow into his throat. He coughs violently, his face going red as he tries to pull air into his lungs. When I reach for the dagger at my thigh to show them both what I would do if this were any other vampire outside of the ones I live with, Lex manages to wrap his legs around mine and flip us over. My back hits the mat, and I don’t have a chance to even attempt to roll away and escape before Lex traps my wrists over my head, his legs sandwiching one of mine, putting his knee dangerously close to the apex of my thighs.
“Fuck,” I growl, my heart pounding against my ribcage as I glare up at him.
“You did well,” Atlas offers, walking toward us at a leisurely pace, his eyes locked on me.
I spare him a glance, blowing the hair out of my face. “Look at me,” I mutter, pissed that Lex got the upper hand so quickly.
Atlas’s lips twitch, his eyes darkening with desire. “Trust me, I am.”
A low rumble sounds in Lex’s throat, and my eyes snap toward him, quickly finding the bulge in his pants. A flush fills my cheeks and chest, my skin tingling where Lex’s fingers are wrapped around my wrists.
“What’s next, coach?” Lex asks Atlas without looking away from me.
My eyes widen. He doesn’t… He couldn’t possibly mean—
“She clearly enjoys being held down,” Atlas muses, walking around the mats as he keeps his eyes on us.
I scowl but I really can’t say much, considering I’ve stopped fighting him. It’s safe to say our training is done for the moment.
He drags his tongue over his bottom lip, a glint in his eyes that makes my pulse jump under his scrutiny. “I think she’d enjoy it even more if you slid one of your hands into her pants,” Atlas says, his jaw set tight, as if that’s whathewants to do instead of directing Lex to do it.
Lex’s lips curl into a grin as he hovers over me, his usual scent of citrus and spice filling my senses as he switches his grip on my wrists into one hand, following Atlas’s direction. Slowly, he drags his fingers across my collarbone before sliding them over my sports bra, down my bare stomach, and pauses at the waistband of my leggings. I’m pressing my lips together, trying to hide how my breathing has picked up, though it’s probably more than obvious based on my heartbeat and the quick rise and fall of my chest.
“How wet do you think she is already?” Lex muses.
I narrow my eyes at him, my cheeks flaming as I fight the urge to look away or close my eyes instead. “Says the guy with a hard-on.”
Atlas exhales on a short laugh. “Why don’t you tell him, Calla?”
It’s my turn to laugh. “Fuck off. I never agreed to take your direction when it came tothis.”
Lex glances over to Atlas, then back to me, cocking a brow. “I suppose we’ll just have to find out.” He presses his palm flat against my stomach and slides his fingers into my leggings. I’m wearing panties, so there’s still a thin silk barrier between his fingers and the throbbing heat at my core, but his light, teasing touch makes my breath hitch.
“Hmm,” Lex purrs, “you’re soaked.”
My muscles tighten, and I attempt to press my thighs together, but he stops me.
“Wrong way. I want you spread wide for me.” He pulls his fingers out of my panties before tugging them down with my leggings until they’re at my knees.
I suck in a shallow breath when the cool air from the gym reaches my entrance. I steal a glance toward Atlas, whose eyes are blazing with lust, though his jaw is clenched as if he’s in pain. “What,” I say to him, suddenly feeling bold, “you don’t want to join? Too afraid you’ll break me?” I taunt him with his own words.
