Page 54 of Magic's Dawn

Ros releases my breast and licks his lips as he looks past me to Tris. “Are you sure you want to do this?”

“Fuck yes.” Tris fumbles off his collar, dropping it to the bed.

Ros reaches out to cup the back of his neck and draws him forward, sandwiching me between their bodies. “Last chance to say no.”

“Stop being a tease and just…” his words drift off into a moan as Ros strikes, his fangs piercing Tris’s vein.

Tris ruts against my back, the sweats he wears chafing against my sensitized skin.

Pulse racing, I reach back to push down Tris’s pants, freeing his straining cock. It slaps against my ass, leaving a trail of pre-cum on my heated skin. He ruts helplessly against my lower back, smearing cum as pleasure rushes through him.

I gasp, my desperate lips sucking and biting at Ros’s chest, my nose filled with his scent. Ros holds Tris so close that I can’t shift enough to bring Tris into position, and my inner muscles clench with desire, with the need to be filled.

Finally, Ros releases Tris’s vein, pulling back.

With a desperate groan, Tris grasps my hips, his fingers bruising my flesh, and his cock thrusts into me. My release slams through me, my inner muscles desperately pulsing around Tris’s cock as he rocks in and out of my body at a frantic pace.

I clutch Ros’s waist for support, and when he bends to kiss me, I greedily welcome him into my mouth, sucking the taste of my and Tris’s blood from his tongue.

When he pulls back and directs my head lower, I eagerly drop to my hands and knees, opening my mouth to receive his cock. I moan as his velvety heat pushes past my lips, tasting salty and smelling of desire.

Ros’s hand tangles in my hair, positioning my head until he slides into my throat, filling me as completely as Tris does. The two men find a rhythm, their bodies surging in and out of mine, pleasure spiraling between us until we come together, Tris’s hot cum flooding my womb at the same time Ros’s pumps into my mouth.

Afterward, we collapse together on the small mattress, with Ambros at the foot of the bed to make room for all three of us.

“How was it?” Ros’s concerned gaze settles on Tris’s throat, where two angry punctures stand out against his pale skin. “Any regrets?”

“Bite me anytime you want.” Tris waves a limp hand in welcome. “Give me that bond. I’m down for it.”

Ros chuckles. “I’ll think about it.”

Tris rears up onto one elbow to stare at him. “Are you teasing me again? You can’t keep that to yourself after I’ve had it once.”

I elbow him. “Stop begging for horny bites while I’m still sticky from this one.”

He waggles his brows at me. “We could be more sticky.”

I shove against his chest. “Just lie down.”

Tris flops onto his side and dances fingers across my stomach. “So, why did you steal my keys? Were you planning to smother Mrs. Smith in her sleep?”

I grab the pillow above my head and smack him with it. “No, but if you keep tickling me, I might smother you.”

Tris laughs and feigns panic. “Oh, no, not the pillow! Anything but the pillow!”

Amusement fills Ros’s eyes, and he pulls my feet onto his lap to rub them. “I caught her trying to sneak into the coroner’s office.”

Tris snatches the pillow from me. “You were trying to look at the body?”

“No one will tell me anything, so I wanted to see for myself.” I pull my abandoned T-shirt over my breasts. “I need to know the truth.”

Sympathy fills Tris’s expression, and he sets the pillow aside to wrap an arm around me. “Even if I had a key to the coroner’s office, you wouldn’t have found anything. Dr. Lopez sent the body for cremation yesterday.”

I rear back in shock. “But then… Does that mean she discovered what killed the man? Why didn’t Haut tell me?”

“Because he’s protecting you.” Tris withdraws his arm and climbs out of bed, tugging on my pink sweatpants before he walks to his dresser, where he pulls a file from his sock drawer.

“I knew Haut wouldn’t tell you anything until he knew more. When I read the report, I almost didn’t make a copy. I’m not sure it will help you sleep any better.” He returns to the bed and hands the folder to me. “But I know you won’t give up until you have answers.”

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