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Reaching one hand to both of them, I glide it down their chests, biting my lip at the electricity from my skin to theirs.

“What is your word?” I ask.

“Black,” Atlas says.

“Nightmares,” Luca grits out.

“It’s not natural for you to give up control, is it?” I ask, looking back and forth.

“No,” they say at the same time.

“Why do it?” I ask. I don’t want to make them uncomfortable, even though I enjoy their willingness to give me the power.

“Because it’s you,” Luca says, and my heart swells.

“We want your hands on us,” Atlas rumbles. “We don’t give a fuck how it happens.”

“Well, boyfriends,” I whisper, trailing a finger on each hand over their pants and down their cocks. “We agree. I want my hands all over you.”

Damn. Where should I start? The options are endless.

Chapter Thirteen

Atlas

The smell of her heat fills my nose, and it takes all my control to remain still. I’ve never had a woman take the lead. Sally will be the only one. Seeing her pleasure at the prospect makes me hard as fuck. I have always made the decisions, and being on the other side of it is interesting. I meant what I said; she gave us a gift when she spoke to her family. No one has battled for us before.

I hiss when she traces my cock, her small hand bringing me to the edge.

“I honestly don’t know if you’ll fit,” she mutters, and I bark out a laugh.

“Don’t worry, Little Bunny,” I say. “It will.” She is small, but made for us. She’s stroking us both, and I want to demonstrate how well we will fit.

“I don’t have enough hands,” she whispers to herself.

“Do you want us to take our cocks out?” I ask.

“Yes, please,” she says brightly, removing her hands. I undo my pants, watching her yank off her shirt. Her bra is red and lacy. I want to rip it off with my teeth. Her tongue touches the side of her mouth as she looks from me to Luca. “You’re beautiful.” I finish and fold my arms underneath my head, my hands fisted. The worship and tenderness in her eyes fill my heart with warmth. The array of emotions she can make me feel blows me away.

“Fuck,” I hiss as she leans over me. I didn’t expect her to take me in her mouth. No teasing, no tentative lick—she doesn’t stop until I hit the back of her throat. She turns her body, her delicious ass hovering next to Luca. “Do you want Luca to play?” I ask, and she hums. Her eyes meet mine, and I see the answer in them.

“Damn, Tricks,” Luca groans when she reaches for the button of her pants. “Let me.” Her hand drops, and she rests it on my thigh. I hear fabric rustling and glance at Luca. He yanks her jeans over her hips and bites her ass.

I groan at the sight and the warm mouth surrounding me. Unfolding my arms, I brush her hair back, fisting it at the back of her head. This isn’t a chore for her. She likes pleasure and enjoys giving it to us. I’ve never met a woman who desires cock in her mouth. She loses rhythm for a moment when Luca slides his fingers inside her.

“Is she wet, brother?” I ask.

“Soaked,” he growls, turning on his side. Sally groans around my cock and I hiss, my fingers flexing.

“Fuck, I’m close.” She’s worked me to the edge in record time. It’s the combination of seeing her enthusiasm, her hot, tight mouth, and her pussy being filled by my brother. “Little Bunny, if you don’t want me to come in your mouth, pull back,” I warn. My words only fuel her to suck harder, and I press my head into the pillow. She moans deep and long. I knew the moment they came into the office that Luca had drunk her blood. Her scent mixed with his, and I craved her. To taste her. My fangs emerge as I shoot my come into her mouth. The demon wants to taste her as we come, but I hold off. She swallows every drop and slowly pulls away, feeling every inch as she does.

“Yum,” she groans, her heavy eyes swinging my way. Her mouth parts, and she looks over her shoulder. “Luca, I want to suck you.” What man could refuse her?

Luca falls to his back, and Sally pulls her pants off. She rotates, wiggling her ass, and I don’t resist the signal.

“Do you need to come?” I ask, getting to my knees behind her.

“Yes,” she rasps.