Page 20 of The Midnight Order (The Thorngray Vampires Duet #1)

Asher

Her words are no more through my brain when my body heeds her command. Dropping the sledgehammer, I grab her face, turning her to slam her back against an exposed stud.

The cup in her hand drops to the floor, its contents spilling across the wood floor in a heated splash.

My lips connect with hers, and the memory of the other night and the way it felt to have her tied up and moaning my name spurs my tongue to spread her lips.

She curls her leg around the back of one of mine, and I press into her, deepening the kiss as her hands cup either side of my face.

It’s not like the other night in the dungeon.

It’s slow and meaningful.

Fraught with something bigger than both of us.

Her tongue meets mine, rippling against every thrust I give her, and I swallow each little breathy moan she lets free.

I heard about what happened between Jasper, Lowell, and her, and the scene of it plays across my mind as I fist a hand through her hair.

I have to be careful.

There’s a line I don’t want to cross—one where the drive to sink my fangs into her throat won’t be quenched by anything but doing just that.

“We should stop.” I’m panting as I break the kiss and press my forehead against hers.

Her answering snarl is not only feral but also adorable, and I grin as I slide my hand over her throat and feel the blood rushing just beneath her creamy flesh.

“I don’t need to get like I was the other night, Silver.”

Her eyes fill with fire as she bites her bottom lip. “I don’t know what comes over me when I’m with any of you. I’m not this girl. I don’t jump from man to man.”

“We’re not men,” I offer, hoping to calm her fears, but as her eyes widen, I see I’ve only made them worse.

We stand in a moral dilemma, staring at one another for a long time before the sound of someone crunching across the gravel meets my ears.

I don’t alert Silver to the sound, but I keep alert in case it’s someone unwelcome.

Silver straightens against me, feeling how hard I am and gasping as her eyes flick away from mine, finally releasing me from the hold they had on me.

“It’s not that I don’t want you, Silver…”

Her eyes meet mine again, and there’s something in them I want nothing more than to prod when a scent I know very well wafts through the door and up my nose.

“Hey, I was looking for you… Oh, I didn’t know you were occupied,” Corvin says.

I watch as something else breeds in Silver’s damning eyes, and a wicked smirk curls my lips as I turn and eye Corvin, remembering the moment I saw the little minx walking into the lab as I pounded my cock through Corvin’s mouth.

She and I shared a moment, and she probably wishes I hadn’t told Corvin.

It’s also a moment I’d love to re-live.

“I’ll see you back at home, then,” Corvin starts, turning on his heel as Silver gives me a look that tells me to stop him.

“You weren’t interrupting anything. If anything, it’s good you stopped in,” I shout at his back.

He turns, giving me a look of concern. “Yeah?”

He turns back and walks over toward us.

I don’t break away from where I’m still holding Silver against the stud by her throat, and I know he can hear how her little human heart patters away in her chest.

“Yeah,” I admit.

“What would’ve happened if I hadn’t?”

Silver turns her face toward him, lust permeating every single space on it as I tighten my hand, choking off a moan.

“The urge to take her thin little vein would’ve overwhelmed me, love. The way she offers herself is too fucking good. The way she tastes. The way she moans when I flick my tongue against hers. I’m so fucking hard.” I barely get the words out as both of them together nearly overwhelm me.

Corvin then does something that nearly stops my uneven, dead heart in its tracks.

He slides his hand between Silver and me, watching Silver as he does so, and runs it against my hardness.

“Fuck, you are hard.”

I hiss as he grips me, grinding into his touch and, subsequently, Silver.

She arches beneath my hand, and I capture her moan with my palm.

Instead of growing angry, Corvin turns his red eyes on Silver, watching as he tugs my cock again and makes me drive into her clothed center over and over as she decorates the house with her moans.

It’s the first time I’ve watched him as enamored with someone as he is with me. It was the first time I’ve witnessed him turn away from the tendency to fill with rage and jealousy that someone was touching me.

It gives me hope.

Which is a dangerous thing, especially for someone immortal.

“Kiss her,” I plead, panting through the ache in my cock as he continues to torment me with lazy pulls against it.

Corvin’s eyes flick to mine, indecision in them as he opens his mouth to argue.

They haven’t kissed yet, and if left up to him, I don’t know he’d ever make the move.

It’s so fucking selfish of me to force the issue in my presence, but I want him to close the distance and kiss her more than I want release.

“No. I don’t want your excuses. Kiss her.” I grow louder with my following command, which has Corvin looking at Silver’s lips longingly.

I lean over, brushing my lips against his ear. “She wants it.”

My hand slides over Corvin’s as I find Silver’s center, covered by her leggings but soaking them as the moments pass. Curling my fingers upward, I press them into the fabric and brush back and forth over her sex.

She growls in approval as Corvin leans closer.

“You want this?” he asks her, his words but a whisper.

She nods in my hand, and I release some of the tension, allowing her to swallow.

Allowing her to speak.

“I want this,” she answers, her tone filled with truth.

I press in as I continue to torture her through her leggings, and she moans, her eyes nearly rolling back.

“Kiss her, Corvin.”

There’s so much going on in Corvin’s desperate eyes, and I watch him dance closer and closer to Silver’s lips as I realize this is the first time I’ve had a moment like this with him.

Not even Valentina could be in the room with both of us simultaneously.

I think Corvin will turn away from Silver when she says, “Please.”

My sweet little mate cups her cheek, presses his lips to hers, and the world stops turning.

My fingers stop teasing Silver.

Corvin’s hand stops driving me insane over my cock.

And Silver stops breathing.

There’s this moment we’re all three suspended in, where nothing outside of it matters.

It’s like nothing I’ve ever been a part of or felt before.

Pure power emanates from their conjoined lips, and I bask in it as Corvin moans and takes Silver’s mouth deeper, harder.

As if someone has sped up a record, everything continues.

Corvin tugs on my dick hard; I find the waistband of Silver’s leggings and slide my hand down the front of them, slipping my fingers through her wet chaos, and Silver submits to the both of us, like the perfect little minx that she is.

Watching them has my cock swelling, and it won’t be long before I make a fool of myself in my jeans, but I don’t care.

This is the closest to nirvana Corvin and I have ever been, and I can nearly feel the mask falling off my face as we torment Silver.

I think the moment can’t get any more perfect until Silver slides her hand with her sexy ass stiletto nails over Corvin’s rock-hard dick in his slacks, causing him to snarl.

He pulls back from her lips, his fangs elongating as she grips him firmly and strokes.

“Take it out,” she whispers, with the innocence of a woman who’s never been in this position before.

Being with two vampires in a dilapidated house isn’t commonplace these days.

Corvin looks at me, and I give him a nod as I nearly come from how he’s still jacking me.

He gives her a slight shake of his head, and I mean, it’s so subtle I’m not even sure I saw it.

“Not ready,” he manages as she moans from my heel, grinding over her clit.

She slides her hand up toward his waistband, and I’m holding onto my orgasm out of sheer will at this point.

The will to want to come while I watch her hand fuck him.

Her eyes toss a question at him as she pops the button open and makes to shove her hand down the front of them.

“Fuck, please,” Corvin begs, and I nearly lose myself as I add another finger inside Silver in reward for a job well done.

“Asher,” she moans, momentarily forgetting Corvin as she arches into my hand further, riding it as I fuck her harder with it.

“Be a good girl and make him come, and I’ll lick this pretty pussy of yours until it soaks my face.”

She nods, her breathing broken and sporadic.

Turning her attention back to Corvin, she shoves her hand down his pants and grips him, tugging sideways with effort as Corvin grabs for purchase onto a stud beside him, his other hand gripping me harder.

“Shit,” I hiss, shuddering as I fight back my release.

He’s stopped stroking, and I’m shamelessly fucking his hand while Silver rides mine.

I don’t know how the fuck we got here today, but I never want to leave. I never want it to end.

“Let me take it out,” Silver begs him, struggling to jack him behind his pants, and Corvin looks like he’s going to deny her again until, finally, he nods.

Silver gives me a look before she presses me backward with her hand on my chest.

My cock slides out of Corvin’s hand, my hand glides out of her, and she turns toward Corvin, determination in her eyes.

She captures his lips as her hands unzip his pants and slide them down over his ass, taking his boxer briefs with them.

His cock springs free, and she breaks away from his lips, looking down as she bites that infernal lip of hers.

I’m helpless to this throbbing left behind, and I slide my dick free and stroke it as I watch Silver drop to her knees and look up at Corvin with glee twisting her lips up.

She doesn’t wait for his approval or even seek it before she grips him in her hand and slides her beautiful mouth down his cock.

“Fuck,” I let out.

“Silver, shit,” Corvin whines, his hand finding her hair as he grips her as if she’s his stability.

Watching him like this, watching him unburdened from jealousy, guilt, and all the bullshit he carries around, is so alluring.

I can’t look away.

Since we fell in love, Corvin has been bad at sharing, even when we both found something we adored in Valentina.

Silver is different, and I think he knew it from the very beginning, and it’s why he’s been so off since she wandered through the wards.

Silver is more than a key to a curse.

She’s the key to how the Thorngray vampires will survive and thrive in the future.

I step closer, nibbling Corvin’s ear as he turns into me and finds my lips.

The kiss is everything and nothing. It’s hot, so hot it’s cold. It’s damning, like kissing him always is.

Silver moans as she watches us, and Corvin does likewise as the vibrations of her moan skim his cock.

I pull away from his lips, finding his ear again. “I’m going to lick her cunt while she swallows your cum.”

“Do it. God, do it.” Corvin’s words surprise me, as that would’ve been our stopping point.

I get on the floor and position my face under Silver.

She’s too lost in sucking and bobbing on Corvin. I don’t think she realizes I’m down here until I tear through the crotch of her leggings and shove her panties to the side.

Her answering moan spurs me forward, and I spear my tongue through her folds, spreading them before finding her entrance with my fingers, sliding two inside and feeling her flutter around me.

“Make her come, Ash. Shit, Silver,” Corvin groans, his hand slamming onto the stud beside him.

The house shudders from the power, and my other hand finds my dick and jacks furiously.

My body is so fucking eager for release that the tip of me tingles immediately.

Silver’s moans around Corvin grow, and I open my eyes to realize she’s stopped bobbing on him.

Corvin has both hands on her face as he thrusts in and out of her mouth like a male lost to his baser instincts, and the moment Silver’s body shatters around my fingers, her cum flooding over them, I arch off the floor, breaking in ropes of cum that paint her backside.

Corvin sputters a string of curse words before driving forward and coming down Silver’s throat. Her answering gags only make me semi-hard all over again as I stroke out the last visages of orgasm.

She pulls off Corvin, licking the tip of him clean as he gently caresses her face, looking down at her with an emotion I can’t read in his eyes.

The unthinkable happens next.

Jealousy wavers in my heart, and a snarl rips free from my throat.