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Elias kisses my forehead. “A little patience, dear.”
Dammit.
And to make matters worse, Caelanknowsand is teasing me on purpose. He won’t touch, Elias’ warning glower is enough to keep him from that for the time being, but his crooked, heated smirk alone is enough to make arousal flood my gut.
“I can’t wait to get you outta here,” he purrs lowly. “It’s a pretty dress you got, but it’d look so much better torn off you.”
“Dammit, Caelan,” I groan, squirming in my seat.
Caelan laughs. “You’re adorable when you’re so easy to work up.”
How quickly a few drinks and a little attention from them can turn things around. I’m turned on, needy and already feeling myself grow slick. A little uncoordinated from the alcohol, perhaps, but being more malleable, unable to resist them at all if they were to manhandle me, only makes the whole situation even hotter.
I need them to take me home, pin me up against the wall, and take advantage of me. Not that it’s really taking advantage of me if I’m the one begging them to do it, but still.
I love to surrender control and love it even more when theytake itfrom me.
Elias’ hand trails from around my waist to rest on the top of my thigh, squeezing in warning, and it’s hard not to whimper.
It feels like forever for the waiter to bring the bill and for Elias to exchange pleasantries as he pays. My overheated mind is whirring rapidly, my imagination running overtime. I’m already picturing everything I want to do when we get out of here.
Elias’ hands all over me, Caelan’s mouth leaving stinging kisses and love bites all the way down my chest and stomach. The way they’d pin me down and spread my legs. How it would feel to be filled and fucked by them. The way I’d arch and scream for them, beg them for more.
I feel hot and tipsy, and Iwantthem.
I speak lowly, aware of Elias’ need for propriety and not wanting anyone else to hear. My voice comes out rough and slurred. “The second we’re out of here, I need your cock,” I inform him.
Elias laughs, a quiet, deep sound. Amused, but there’s a flash of lust in his eyes and that smirk that makes my knees weak. He might tease and make me wait while we’re here, but I don’t doubt he’ll give me what I need. Eventually.And when he does…
He takes his time standing, offering me his hand. I’m grateful for that. Between the alcohol and the heels, I’m not sure how my balance will fare.
Not too badly, as it turns out. A little wobbly as I first stand, but no worse than when I was first getting used to the heels. I knew I wasn’t that drunk.
Caelan toys with my hair, standing far too close as the three of us leave the restaurant. The moment we’re outside, a few yards deep into the dark driveway leading to the restaurant’s parking lot, his grip tightens around the back of my neck.
“You really are just begging for it, ain’t ya?” he mutters darkly.
“Ah,” is all I can reply. I’m far too into having my neck played with at the best of times, and the way his claws dig into me…
He leans in, his low voice whispering against my ear, “You don’t see your expression, doll. How fuckin’ flushed and needy you look. It’s driving me crazy.”
“D-dammit. Caelan…”
His hands grip my hips instead, and he shoves me up against the wall. “I want to pin you down and fuck you right here.”
“Still in public, Caelan,” Elias reminds him. Just because the driveway is poorly lit doesn’t mean other people won’t exit the restaurant at any time.
“Home, then. Now,” Caelan demands.
None of us have any complaints about that.
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With Caelan holding me the entire time, when he’s so damn close to me, I barely even notice the unsettling slip through the abyss this time. I can’t possibly care about that.
He’s close enough I can feel the heat of his skin, the warmth of his breath, and God, I need him. It won’t be close enough until he’s in me.
The next moment, we’re back in their home, in the master bedroom, and I squeak in delight as Caelan shoves me up against the wall all over again.
