Page 11 of These Deadly Dreams

“I’m going to make you beg for my cock, and I’ll only give it to you if you’re a good girl. Think you can behave now?”

His grip tightens just a little on my neck and I gasp. The last person to have their hand around my throat almost killed me. Surprisingly, this doesn’t scare me. I’m so turned on I can barely handle it. The trust I have in these guys makes all the difference. I know Kai would sooner shove a stake in his own heart than harm me.

He squeezes a little harder, and this time he pinches my nipple through my tank top at the same time. “I didn’t hear you answer. Are you still misbehaving?”

“No,” I whisper. “I’ll behave, I’m sorry.”

He smiles, fangs on full display. “Good girl. Now, you’re going to let me undress you.”

I nod because I’m not sure I can find my voice. In my head I’m screaming. Yes, please take my clothes off. Take yours off, too. Kai pulls a knife out of his pocket and I eye it with a racing heart. Oh, no he isn’t. He’s not going to cut my clothes off of me, is he?

Kai does just that. He slices up my shirt and lets it fall open. I’m not wearing a bra, and his eyes devour me. He runs the tip of the blade over one breast, flicking my nipple with the edge. I know he can hear my blood rushing through my veins, pumping through my body by my heart that has never beat so hard before.

He grins and moves the knife lower. The blade drags over the center of my leggings as he cuts the fabric carefully and exposes my already wet undies. Holy fuck. This is the hottest thing I’ve ever done. He rubs the flat side of the knife against my pussy and when he pulls it away, I can see the wetness of my arousal on the shining surface.

I hear the sound of rustling fabric and I turn my head to see Cade pulling his leathers off. His cock is standing proudly at attention and I can see the glimmering bead of precum on the tip. I lick my lips, wanting to taste it. Kai notices where my attention has traveled and he chuckles. He rips my undies in half and I jerk in surprise, my attention returning to him.

Kai shakes his head and grins. “Cade, tie her up.”

A sliver of fear worms through my desire. No. Not that. Anything but that. I squeeze my eyes shut and brace myself for burning fire to wrap around my wrists and ankles. It doesn’t come. Instead, a finger under my chin turns my head to the side. I open my eyes and see Cade staring at me with his violet eyes full of emotion.

“Ellis,” he breathes. “You don’t have to.”

That’s all it takes. Those four words from my sweet and caring mage. They remind me this is different. This is Cade and Kai. My fated mates. My beloved and soul-bonded. If I’m going to erase those awful memories, this is the way to do it.

I relax and let my arms fall above my head with my wrists crossed. “Do it,” I say.

“Are you sure?” he asks.

I nod. “I’m positive. Do it, Cade.”

Cade leans over and presses the softest kiss to my lips. “Say the word, and they disappear.”

He kisses me again and I feel the warmth of his magic slither over my skin. It’s sensual and arousing, and I arch my back off the pool table. The warmth settles around my wrists, binding them together. It travels down my abdomen and over my hips. Kai’s cool fingers grip my thighs and spread them wider as Cade’s magic wraps around them, binding them to the pool table.

I tug against the bindings, finding them secure. My heart stutters in my chest for a moment, but then Kai steps back and runs his eyes over my naked body, spread and tied to the table for his pleasure. His throat works on a swallow, and the red in his eyes almost disappears as he looks at me. Knowing I have that kind of power over him even when I’m completely powerless is a heady feeling. It calms some of the fear I can’t help but experience at being tied up.

“Cade,” he says gruffly, not taking his gaze from me. “Help me undress.”

“Yes, sir,” Cade says quietly and places his hands on Kai’s chest.

Kai’s head snaps to Cade and a slow smile spreads over his lips. “Sir. I think I like that.”

Cade chuckles and moves his hands to the hem of Kai’s shirt and slowly lifts it up, exposing his pale skin and muscled abdomen. I watch the muscles of Cade’s back shift as he struggles with the tight leather. I’m not sure where to look. Both guys are devastatingly beautiful and mouthwateringly sexy. I want to devour them both.

Cade manages to get the shirt over Kai’s head and he throws it over the back of the couch. Then he places his hands on Kai’s chest, running his fingers down over the bumps and grooves of muscle. He wraps his hands around Kai’s waist and tugs him closer.

I lay naked and sprawled on the pool table, my legs and arms immobile, as Cade and Kai kiss. It’s a brutal kiss. Nothing like the way they kiss me. It’s like watching a battle for dominance. I whimper as need burns through me. I want to touch myself so bad. I need something to ease the ache and watching them—their strong bodies moving together, their passion for each other—is only making it worse.

They break apart, chests heaving, and look at me. I guess my whimper was a little louder than I thought.

“Look at that dripping pussy,” Kai growls. “You’ll leave a puddle on the pool table if we don’t take care of you soon.”

“Please.” My voice is husky and almost hoarse sounding.

“I told you I’d make you beg for my cock. I don’t think you’ve earned it yet, though.”

No. No, no, no. Please. I need to be filled. I need my guys with their hands and mouths on me. Their cocks in me.

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