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“I don’t know,” I replied, brave enough to admit it with my head muddled by kisses. “I never—with anyone.”
River kissed my shoulder, his arms sliding around me from behind. “Neither had I before Claude.” He kissed my other shoulder.
“I can be gentle,” Claude promised, cold fingers travelling up my cheek and into my hair. “But I’m not patient. I need younow.Please, beautiful girl. Our beautiful girl.”
Warmth filled my chest, overflowing as I surged forward and kissed Claude, cutting off his frantic words. A groan shook my throat, vibrating along his lips as he kissed me with a far deeper desperation, his lips urgent and tongue devouring. Holyfuckcould Claude kiss. My head spun; I gasped between every press of his lips against mine, clutching at his body, my hands sliding over icy skin that made mine burn even hotter.
When Claude sank his other hand into my hair, angling my head for a deeper, thorough kiss, I caught fire. Need blazed through me and would not be denied. I wanted them, both of them. Badly.
River’s touch trailed up my stomach to cover my breasts with cool, delicious sensation, and I arched into it, needy and demanding in a way I’d never been before.
“I need—” I gasped, breathless. I wasn’t sure what exactly I needed, but I needed itnow.
“You want to taste our girl, Claude?”
“Fuck, yes,” Claude hissed, dragging his mouth from mine and staring at me with pure, unadulterated hunger. Goosebumps covered my skin; I curled my fingers, pressing the tips into his bare skin, holding him to me.
“On the bed, Rox,” River ordered, his voice calm, a strange blend of silk and steel. “Lay on your back near the cushions.”
My heart skipped. Demanding heat throbbed between my legs. I nodded, my head hazy with lust but not enough to cloud my judgement. I wanted this, wanted them. It didn’t have to be complicated, didn’t have to mean I was choosing them.
But I would choose them. Over arrogant Silas, or someone I hadn’t met, other suitors who could be even worse—I would choose them.
So I peeled myself off Claude, a shiver running down my spine when he hissed in displeasure, his handsome face tight with dangerous, deadly need. He could kill me. Easily. And how well did I really know him, or River?
“Your heart’s beating so fast, my Roxie,” Claude breathed, skating his cold fingertips across my chest, only thin fabric between his fingers and bare skin. “Are you afraid?”
I swallowed. Nodded.
He shocked me by saying, “So am I.”
My brow furrowed. “Scared of what?”
“You.” His throat bobbed, naked hunger in his red eyes. But there was something else there, a shadow I hadn’t seen until I was looking for it. “It’s been a day and I’m fatally, irreversibly attached to you, Roxanna Calvert. You can decide you don’t want me at any moment, and I will break.”
River let out an aching sigh, carding his fingers through Claude’s silver hair. “What are you afraid of?” he asked me.
I glanced away. “I barely know you. I don’t know if I’d be stupid to sleep with you, or stupid not to. I don’t want to waste chances. Especially when I’m going to be married soon but—”
“I’d rather die than hurt you,” Claude breathed, his heart on his sleeve as he stared at me. Like he really was attached to me already.
I swallowed the lump in my throat, believing him, trusting him this far at least—to not intentionally hurt me. I didn’t let myself think about what would happen if he accidentally lost control.
I reached for him again and drew him into a kiss so hot we risked the whole manor catching fire. And then before I could second guess my decision I backed up to the bed, laid against the cushions and shimmied my pants down my legs.
For better or worse, I wasn’t walking away. And maybe the carnal hunger in their eyes and the pleasure they offered would be worth every risk.
NINE
Never, in any dream or fantasy, would I have believed this was real if I’d known about it this morning. Hell, even this evening. But there was no denying that this was happening and very, very real as Claude’s mouth met the heat of my pussy, his lips so cold they burned, making every place he kissed even more sensitive.
“Oh,” I gasped, not sure what to do with my hands; they fluttered when Claude licked a broad stroke from my entrance to my clit, teasing my swollen bud with a brief kiss.
“Here, Rox,” River said in a bedroom-soft voice as he knelt on the bed beside me. His knees brushed my bare thighs as he reached across me, covering my hands with his. Goosebumps swept down my whole body when he guided my hands to Claude’s head, curling my fingers in his hair. “If he does something you like, pull his mouth closer to your pussy. The good thing about vampires is we can’t suffocate,” he added with a smirk that made my breath catch.
I wanted to kiss him immediately, and desire poured through me like liquid fire. “Kiss me,” I pleaded, melting when River answered my plea without a moment’s hesitation.
As Claude warned me, he had no patience at all; he ate me like a man possessed, and between the stimulation of his tongue and the way River kissed me like he wanted to consume me, I couldn’t take it. Watching them fuck had already made me so damn horny; this fanned those flames until Iburned.
