Page 43 of Princess of Hell

“Could you maybe consider Preach?”

“Not against his will. I never force myself on anyone, ever. But he is attractive. His androgynous beauty is hot.”

“Jacks, I never considered we’d have such a conversation. Ever.”

“Am I too forward, or do you want me to spank you again?”

A knock on the door made me pull a blanket over my naked legs.

“It’s me, Preach. I felt something weird off you, and I had to come to see what’s going on. Are you feeling well?”

I had to bite my lips as I saw Preach looking sexy, without a shirt, his body wonderfully slender and defined at the same time.

“I got my spanking, and it was hot.”

“Is that why my ass is glowing and I’m throbbing?” Preach asked with one damn sexy smile.

Jacks gave him the all-over and turned toward me. “Silver, should we tell this handsome young man what we were talking about?”

“Jacks, do you think so?”

“What? Tell me, or I’ll burst.” Preach pulled over a chair and sat on it, watching us both.

“Me and Jacks talked about a scientific experiment I’m considering. I told him about how you feel me, and I was curious if it works the other way around. Would I feel you if you experience pleasure?”

“Silver, I can’t kiss you. Sadly. Even though your lips are magic. Why is he wearing your glove?”

“You see, Preach. Jacks would be willing to kiss you.”

Jacks cleared his throat. “Only if you want to be kissed.”

I watched Preach. The tension in the room was so thick I could cut it into slices with a knife. I knew Jacks had blue balls, and I had some painfully hard lady balls, too.

It was…. Difficult.

Preach stood up and Jacks did the same. Jacks fingers touched Preach’s lips. I could feel Jacks fingers as if he touched my lips. When Preach opened his mouth and grabbed Jacks fingertip with his teeth, I wished it could have been me. The naughty boy threw Jacks a playful look. Compared with Jacks, Preach looked androgynous and slender.

“Do you like me?” Preach asked. A spark floated between the two men.

“You’re hot, I admit.” Jacks voice was laced with desire.

“Kiss me.” Preach’s words didn’t leave room for interpretation. His hand still held Jacks.

Jacks lips touched Preach’s. Sparks filled the room with erotic energy. Suddenly, the entire motel room changed. It became an erotic spot energized by the sparkles of lust. My eyes moved up and down the bodies of these two sexy men who stood connected in front of me. Crazy desire filled me. The beast that fed on lust awoke inside me, eating this up. I could smell the scent of their aroused bodies, the way their muscles shifted under their skin.

I stood up, moved closer, and removed the gloved from Jacks hands. Slipping them on, I touched their backs. My fingers slipped over Jacks muscular build, over his broad back and sexy full-grown body, his tanned skin making the muscles coiled underneath appear even stronger. Preach had the body of a poet, light and wiry. He leaned into my touch, allowing me to move up on his spine and lose my fingers in his soft hair.

“Kiss him, Jacks. Kiss me.”

The lust monster thrashed, feeding on what was happening. All I had to do was be careful not to touch them with my naked legs or upper arms.

I felt the moment when Jacks slipped his tongue into Preach’s mouth. Jacks tasted so good, so manly. His hands fondled Preach’s hair. I watched them kissing. It made me want to slip my tongue between theirs in the dance of liquid desire.

If Jacks accepted this game just to please me, he looked rather aroused himself. I could taste it, the sweat that built on his back and the soft moans both allowed to slip into the kiss. I was equally aroused and jealous by the way Jacks took command, so strong and sexy. Preach submitted, allowing himself to be dominated by the hot, strong, werewolf shifter.

I stepped away, and the much larger man pressed the body of Preach down on the bed. He hungered to feel the athletic body under his. Preach welcomed the weight of the muscular wolf. I desired that myself--to feel Jacks weight on top of me, have my legs wrapped around his waist, and feel him getting harder as he pushed against me hard. I was sweating. The scent of sex floated in the air—unmitigated desire.

Jacks pinned Preach’s arms up over his head, pinning him down with a delightful grin. I was delighted to see them so close. I felt heat, need, lust, and…. Damn, I wish I could have been in the middle of this hot man sandwich. I could be the meat, or the ham, or whatever.

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