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“Did James and Mary at least answer your questions?”
“Yes. James explained how it’s done and what we would need. He also said it might not work because of our size,” Vorx said.
“He didn’t think it would kill you,” Turik said quickly. “And he had many suggestions for how to prepare you before we tried. Which is why we went to Angel’s. We wanted to see—”
“Still not ready to talk about this, guys.”
I got another unison grunt in response.
Back home, I closed myself in the bathroom to take the shower I’d wanted after Hannah’s grueling workout. The door opened when I was rinsing the conditioner from my hair, but no one was there when I shut off the water and looked out. However, a whole candy bar waited for me on top of a pair of sweatpants and a sweatshirt.
“Is this therapy chocolate?” I called.
“Yes,” Turik said from the other side of the door.
I grinned a little, understanding that they were trying to make me comfortable again.
“Any chance you’d be willing to come in here and help me dry off?”
The door immediately opened, and Turik strode in. He accepted the towel I offered and took over drying me. I grinned at him the entire time. It didn’t take him long to smile back.
“You missed a spot here.” I pointed to the underside of my breast.
He patted it again, and I shook my head.
“Still feels damp. Maybe you should check with your lips.”
He lifted me and kissed me where I’d indicated, then licked and nipped the spot. I sighed contentedly and closed my eyes.
“Yeah, just like that.”
I felt him turn and start walking while he continued his teasing attention on my breast. When he eased me back onto a mattress, I stretched my arms over my head and arched into his mouth.
“Make me scream in a good way,” I said softly.
He growled in response, not veering from his task, as he nudged my legs apart. His mouth teased one breast while he used his hand to toy with the other. My nipples hardened, begging for attention.
I heard a creak nearby. Opening my eyes, I turned my head to find Vorx sitting in a chair.
“You are so pretty, Shelby,” he said, his gaze skimming over me. “The nipple Turik wants to devour is pink in agreement. Do you want his mouth there yet?”
I did, and I didn’t. I loved the teasing and the waiting because I knew how much better it would feel in the end. Vorx saw my hesitation and chuckled.
“Not yet, then,” he said as I closed my eyes and let myself drift in the feeling of Turik’s mouth on me.
The flickering need climbed higher with each lick and nip. Heat flushed my skin, and my breathing grew shallower. When his hand left my breast and skimmed my inner thigh, I parted my legs for him, eager for his touch there as well. At that moment, I could understand why Eden gave in so many times. I was addicted to Turik’s touch—both of their touches, really—and couldn’t imagine ever walking away from this.
His fingers skimmed over my folds at first then teased my opening. I spread wider in response, knocking a knee into his chest. His hand left me as he shifted his position to give me more room, but not his mouth. That stayed where it was and brushed over a nipple. My lips parted in anticipation of his tongue and teeth, but neither came. Instead, he licked and nipped the underside of the other breast.
A disgruntled sound escaped me, and he chuckled.
“Patience,” he whispered before his fingers returned to my folds.
He toyed with me, edging ever closer to my clit, only to skate away. The need for him to do something more grew stronger. My hands drifted down to his head, and I threaded my fingers in his hair.
“Yes,” he purred. “Show me what you want.”
I guided his head to my first breast.
