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Vorx’s response was to toss me over his shoulder and stride to my bedroom.
“Wait,” I said, stopping him in the hallway. “I want to walk from here. Please.”
He growled a frustrated sound but immediately released me.
“Thank you,” I said primly.
I swayed my hips as I walked to the bed, then climbed onto the mattress on my hands and knees. Staying near the edge, I glanced over my shoulder at Vorx, who stood two steps behind me, staring at my ass.
The chair next to the bed creaked, but I didn’t look away from Vorx.
“Is it soon yet?” I asked.
In response, he pulled his shirt off in one smooth motion and tossed it aside. Then, he leaned over me, blanketing my back with his chiseled bare chest. His teeth scraped my neck, and he whispered close to my ear.
“Will you trust me?”
“Always,” I said, already breathless.
He kissed his way down my back, skipping the use of his tongue and teeth until he reached my ass. His hands kneaded my curves then jerked my legs out from under me.
“Gently, Vorx. Her bruises are still fading,” Turik warned even as Vorx gave another tug, aligning my hips with the edge of the bed.
My already racing pulse kicked it up another notch.
“Maybe not all the way gentle,” I said with a glance at each of them.
Vorx said something in another language, and Turik grunted. Then Vorx spread my legs wide and knelt behind me.
I held my breath, waiting for what he’d do, and gripped the sheets. He kissed the underside of my right cheek, then licked and nipped it. I loved his fascination with my backside and the hinted edge of danger in it.
His exhale washed over my skin near where he’d nipped, and my core clenched hard in anticipation of the next scrape of his teeth. He surprised me by feathering his fingers over the narrow strip of cloth covering my folds but didn’t attempt to tug it aside. He was simply letting me know he was there and thinking about what he wanted to do, which got me thinking about what I wanted him to do, too. The answer involved a lot more than his attentive mouth and fingers. Though, I adored those too.
He resumed his kiss, lick, and bite assault until he’d covered the entire surface of my right cheek, and I squirmed and sought more than that light touch between my legs. I thought for sure he’d shift his focus to the other side and tease me further.
Instead, he finally slid his fingers under the material. He didn’t explore my folds like I desperately wanted, though. He hooked a finger around the material, brushing his knuckle over my clit in the process. I bucked against him, and he kissed my other cheek.
“Shh,” he soothed. “Soon.”
He slowly dragged his knuckle down my clit to my core, skimming over that small space of transition where the material stopped and the string began, then over the place no man belonged.
A shiver ran through me, and I clenched back there at the contact, surprised at the explosion of desire the contact caused.
He continued tracing his way until he reached the waistband then gently tugged them down my legs, giving me a minute to close my legs and compose myself. I didn’t need time, though. I knew Vorx wasn’t pushing for more. He was asking for me to trust him and his respect for me. For now, my answer was no—maybe it would always be—and he was okay with that. But as Turik had pointed out, Vorx liked to tease regardless.
So, I returned my legs to their spread position, no string hiding me from his view.
“Thank you,” he whispered before he began worshiping the left side of the physical attribute he adored.
Panting, I focused on Turik, who was scrutinizing my expression for any hint of discomfort. I gave him a small smile and hummed my pleasure.
“Thank you,” Turik echoed. “For trusting us to care for you.”
I opened my mouth to answer, but Vorx slipped a hand under my hips and started circling my clit. All thought died, and I began to short-circuit when his tongue thrust into me.
“Ungh.”
“She likes that very much,” Turik murmured.
