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“Catalina. Fuck,” he muttered gruffly against my neck. “Kitten,” he groaned. He continued muttering more in his language, but I was lost to the aftershock throbs of his spasming cock flaring mine to life. The orgasm settled into a lulling pleasure. Jax released his hold on my hair and dropped onto his back with a loud gasp.

I flopped onto my back, my head hanging off the edge of the bed. His cock slipped from my sex, releasing liquid down the inside of my thighs. My hair fluttered around me in a wavy mess. His hold had been what kept me upright, because I’d become boneless.

“I should be the one calling you Kitten,” I mumbled. “Or Binx.” Every inch of my body had electricity running through it, in overload. His taste lingered on my tongue and the side of my neck felt sensitive.

God, I felt like I rode a wave.

“You can call me whatever you want, Kitten.”

I grinned up at the ceiling. I’d expected him to take off running, but he lay on the bed, our legs tangled with each other.

The door slammed against the wall. I peeked through my slitted eyelids and lazily met Bastien’s red eyes. He tensed at the threshold.

“Bastien? Are you okay?” I would get up, but I couldn’t seem to move my body.

A change flickered over his features incrementally, like he fought to keep the madness at bay. Ultimately, it won.

He was suddenly on me, his fangs sinking into my shoulder. I yelped, more from shock than pain. His knees thumped on the floor, lowering his position and allowing him to nuzzle into my neck. I sank my fingers into his long hair. His hands slid across my body, and he palmed my breasts in his big hands. I arched my spine toward his touch. Jax moved and the bed bounced. Hands not belonging to Bastien pried my thighs open. I was achy and wet.

“Jax, w-wait.” He did not wait. A tongue licked the inner side of my thighs. He licked up, closer to my sex, then repeated the motion. He was cleaning our need. Bastien sucked another drag from my neck, wrenching my mind into a blissful fog.

It felt like a crime to be this turned on. Bastien palmed my breasts, and his tongue flicked across the wound. In the same breath, he bit me again.

I screamed, closing my legs around Jax’s head. His mouth fastened on my pulsating clit. He flicked his tongue against it.

My toes curled. I didn’t know where I ended, and they began.

“What the fuck!”

Bastien yanked his fangs from my neck. He whirled, hissing. I rolled to my side, avoiding kneeing Jax in the temple, and sat up to face the door.

Jax’s palm smoothed down my back, petting me.

Asher stood at the threshold, slack jawed.

I followed his gaze down my body. Blood from my neck trickled between my breasts.

“I want in,” Asher hissed. He tore his shirt off, so quickly, and then his pants were shucked to the side, in the next moment. Moving that fast had to be a skill. I barely saw more than a blur.

My eyes dropped to his swelled shaft. A vein throbbed along the side of the piercings. I was off the bed before my thoughts caught up with me.

TWENTY-EIGHT

asher

Catalina was a delicious morsel.I was utterly, wholly obsessed.

Her dazed focus on my cock caused it to throb. I gripped the base and squeezed. Precum beaded at the tip. She came at me so fast that she struggled to stop. She caught herself on my chest, but her momentum was so hard that my back slammed against the wall. She dropped to her knees, her entire focus on my cock—her tongue flicked out to lap the liquid at the top.

A shiver worked through her body. That ecstasy on her face was about to make me come.

Her hand wrapped around the base of my cock. The contrast of her tan flesh to my blood-filled cock caused more liquid to rise.

She lowered and wrapped her mouth around the tip. Her fangs scratched the side of my shaft, her teeth clicking against my Jacob’s ladder piercing. I moaned and clenched my hands hard, forcing my release to wait. She ran her tongue along the side of the shaft, collecting blood and precum. My balls drew up to my base. Son of a bitch, I wasn’t going to last long.

She lifted slightly, and so suddenly, she sank her fangs into the side of my cock. I shouted, falling against the wall. Shesucked once and I could not handle it. I burst, my need painting her cheek. Catalina wrapped her lips around me and took every bit of my release as cum jutted from me with wringing throbs. I couldn’t hear with how hard I came. The haze lifted and I found myself curved forward and my hand buried in her long hair from the force.

I wheezed and stared down at her in awe. Her mouth gave a final tug, and she ran her tongue up the shaft as she pulled her mouth away. She swallowed and looked up at me, her pink tongue taking the cum beaded on her lip.