Page 10 of Prey of the Lycan Queen (Unwanted #2)
Chapter Ten
The air suddenly thickens as I set my eyes upon Zirah’s voluptuous curves—exposed for my pleasure.
Her glistening tan skin is flushed with arousal, and her breath comes in short, shallow pants.
Her runes grow brighter the more aroused she becomes, glowing and flashing before my eyes.
It makes me wonder what would happen if she were ravished by all of us.
Regan feverishly tastes her, licking between her thighs in a frenzy as I fondle her delicate breasts, feeling each quiver as passion courses through her body.
There is an undeniable thrill of being a voyeur to their carnal encounter, yet the sight only seems to stoke the fire inside me even more.
An insatiable hunger to own her takes over my every thought.
She lies before us so willingly, oblivious that Regan and I are two sides of the same coin, both hungry beasts, but only one can claim dominance.
Yet even I am not foolish enough to challenge my brother directly, not while he is in this state.
Wrath and lust, those two things tend to go hand in hand with him.
She is sin, desire, and every other naughty little inkling or dirty thought that comes to mind.
Challenging him now for control over her would kill us both when he kills me.
I smile hungrily, knowing I have the key to what she needs. “Fuck,” I purr as Regan’s tongue drags harder over her clit. She whines and pants, grasping his head to bring him closer. Her body quivers, and I decide to test her just a bit further.
My eyes meet Regan’s, and with a subtle nod, he knows I won’t stay away, or maybe it’s because he doesn’t want me to spill his secrets.
A primal growl erupts from deep within as Regan licks over and over in erratic strokes, leaving no part unexplored.
He sits back on his knees and pulls his finger from her, watching intently as he plunges it back inside.
Without a thought, he pushes another finger inside of her.
Her soft moans of pleasure only drive my hunger even more as I lean down and capture her lips.
She kisses me back, almost blindly, and my lips travel down her jaw to her neck as her heated skin sears my lips.
I massage her breasts, pinching gently, then rolling each luscious nipple between my fingers.
Her breath catches in her throat in anticipation as she twists in my lap.
Her hips move against Regan’s hand while he continues to drive deeper into her core.
As his mouth covers her pink pussy once more, I pull at her nipples gently, sending a pulsing shudder through her body.
Her skin grows so hot that I can feel the scorching heat through my clothes.
In one swift motion, Zirah unravels into her release against Regan’s hungry mouth, and I pull away.
My gaze is on her face as her lips part, and she cries out.
Our eyes lock solidly until the last shudder runs through her body, and I lean down, claiming her lips.
She doesn’t kiss me back. I kinda feel used, but her pleasurable moans are addictive as I swallow them.
I chuckle against her lips, forcing my tongue into her mouth, but she rolls off my lap and collapses onto the bed in complete satisfaction, leaving a fire inside me that is not easily extinguished.