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So why wasn’t I walking away?
Move, Roxie!I yelled at myself.
“You’re welcome to watch, Rox,” River said from within the room, his voice a caress that made my breath skip, “but I can hear your heart pounding in your chest, and every one of your rapid breaths makes my cock throb.”
Oh, fuck.
Each word coaxed heat from my lower belly, and my clit throbbed. But I hesitated, mortifyingly afraid of what he offered. My cheeks inflamed, and now I really was a blushing virgin.
“Roxie,” Claude pleaded, his voice hoarse. “My Roxie. Your blood is singing to me, calling me to you. I am under your spell, and yours to command. Don’t be afraid.”
“I’m not afraid,” I whispered, but I was. Claude was ancient, and River was clearly experienced, and I was … me. Ugh. Doubts clamoured in my head until I missed Claude’s whining noise of complaint.
If I’d heard that noise, I might have wondered why, might have focused on the bedroom instead of inward, and seen River withdraw his cock from Claude and get to his feet. But I didn’t register the movement until cool fingertips brushed my cheek.
I jolted, my stare snapping first to River’s handsome face, his steady, worried gaze, and then dropping, completely without my permission, to his cock. There was a sheen of slickness coating it, hugging the vein that curled along his length, and I might have been inexperienced, but even I knew it was lube that slicked his cock.
His cock, which I wasstaringat. I snapped my stare back up to his face and my mouth went dry at the hunger tightening his rugged features.
“River,” I breathed, my heart slamming against my ribs. I licked my bottom lip, at a loss for more words.
He opened his mouth to speak, but we both froze when wet, smacking sounds came from inside the room, and we stared at Claude on the bed as he stroked his cock with a frantic grip, his gaze pinned to both of us.
“I need you,” he panted, his breathing rapid and spiralling even faster. “Both of you.”
“I—wouldn’t be much help,” I said haltingly, and jumped when River skimmed my jaw with a knuckle, turning my face to his.
The kiss caught me off guard, and so did the deep pool of heat that formed between my legs, that made me tighten and throb andache.
River’s hands slid into my hair, curling around the back of my head in a way that made my heart soften. His touch was a strange mix of cool and warm, like his fingers had already absorbed the heat of my skin. I arched into him with a soft sound of encouragement.
When the kiss became ravenous, and River’s fangs grazed my bottom lip, I couldn’t hold back a gasp. I felt like such a damn virgin, gasping at the first tease of a bite, my temperature high and heart beating out of my chest at a mere kiss. But then River’s tongue met mine, and he kissed me with a rough sound deep in his throat, part hiss, part growl, and this was no mere kiss.
I forgot all about my self-consciousness as he kissed me, his movements at once careful and dominating. Far from the tentativeness I expected from him. I groaned, pressing my warm body to his cold one, refusing to let his mouth leave mine.
For a moment, I forgot about everything else, but I crashed back to reality with a gasp when the sound of Claude stroking his cock increased, his low moan of pleasure escaping the room. Fuck, that sound was so hot.
“You smell delicious,” Claude rasped, not taking his eyes off me even when River gathered my hair and pulled it off my shoulder, sending a rush of shivers through me by trailing kisses down the column of my throat. “I want all of you. Come here so I can taste you.”
“You’re not drinking her blood,” River warned, never removing his lips from my skin as he reached my collar bone.
“I wasn’t talking about her blood, River.”
I shivered again at the huskiness of his voice. I couldn’t take my eyes off where he touched himself.
“Tell me you don’t want this, Rox, and we’ll back off,” River murmured, cool fingers tracing the edge of my shirt, like he wanted to pull it off me. Heat flushed my chest at the thought.
Did I want them to back off? I swallowed, a deep pulse going through my clit. Answering honestly took nerve, but I breathed, “I want this. I don’t want to stop. But—can we take it slowly?”
“We’ll do anything and everything you tell us to, my Roxie,” Claude panted, ripping his hand away from his straining erection and getting to his feet so fast he blurred. I gasped, recoiling automatically when he appeared beside me in a blink. “What do you want us to do, beautiful girl?”
I licked my lips, liking that name. A lot.
Before my tongue could flick back inside my mouth, Claude surged closer and caught it in his lips. My thoughts eddied away when his tongue met mine, stroking swirling patterns that made my hips buck forward, entirely out of my control.
“Tell me what you like, my Roxie,” he rasped, his eyes gleaming with hunger and obsession when he drew back.
I was a breathless, panting mess. And they’d done this withkisses.
