Page 28 of A Blackened Bond

The bastard relishes her reactions, his grin turning wicked as his gaze falls down her. His eyes slowly trailing down her silk navy pyjamas before returning toward her gaze.

And then she does something that shocks both of us.

She leans toward him, taking him by surprise as her lips find his.

Her hand reaches toward him, gently palming his cheek before sliding it into his hair. He groans as her fingers fist his hair, pulling him in closer as they deepen the kiss.

And fuck, I wish it was my lips against hers.

I’m hard, my breath coming out a little faster just watching them. And then she pulls back from him, her head tilting my way as a small grin stretches her sweet, rosy lips, tempting me to come closer.

Then her hand reaches toward me, beckoning me like the light calling to a sailor lost at sea.

And fuck, if I didn’t want to be found…or lost forever with her.

CHAPTER NINE

MICAI’S POV

Ican see the surprise in their eyes as I tug them closer, their gazes heating and mirroring my own. There was no need to hold back anymore. I wanted this, and them. I wanted each touch, each kiss, and to feel them in every way possible.

Ezra edges near, his eyes hooded and matching Annex’s gaze. A warmth grows inside me, working its way lower down my spine as they both surround me.

Annex’s hand begins to stroke up and down my arm. A wicked smile tilts his lips as I beckon Ezra toward us.

I wanted themboth. And if the look in their eyes or the hard bulge growing in their pants were any indicator…they wanted me just as much.

Ezra leans in, his lips calling my name before grazing across mine.

And then he deepens it. His hand quickly wraps in my hair as our tongues meet in a dance of passion. One stroke, then another, and another, until I’m leaning in toward him, pushing for more.

I feel Annex’s hand sliding up my leg and toward my thighs, his large fingers leaving a scorching trail on my skin as an achebuilds between my legs. I part them just as his hand reaches the hem of my silk shorts, slipping them off me as I tilt my hips.

“Good girl.”The deep huskiness of his voice slides down my back as his hand glides back up my thigh.

Ezra’s lips nip and pull at my own, shifting my attention back toward him as his tongue strokes and twists around mine. His hand cups my face before sliding down my neck and moving toward my chest.

He slips one hand up my shirt, spanning out against my skin, slowly brushing up my waist before sliding beneath my bra. I feel the heat of his touch against me, my heartbeat picking up pace with my body anticipating what’s to come.

He wraps his hand over my breast, my nipples instantly hardening against his touch as he begins to palm and stroke it. I lean into him, wanting to feel more as a small grin tilts his lips.

His other hand joins in, sliding across my breast before softly stroking and squeezing it. He adds more pressure, pinching my nipples between his heated fingers. A soft moan leaves my lips with the sensation, and a deep, rich hum follows me as he continues to stroke and tease me.

He nips softly at my lips before slowly pulling back, a molten look in his eyes as he kisses a trail down my neck and out toward my shoulder.

I could feel the beat of his heart, each tight muscle, and lower…the thick bulge sitting rigid against my ass. I could feelexactlyhow all this was affecting him.As much as it was me.

I feel a sudden heat and pressure against my core; Annex’s long fingers slowly stroke up and down the small white lace fabric separating his hand from my heated nub. I lean into his touch, edging closer to his fingers and the promise they carry.

A deep, sexy chuckle leaves his lips.

“Does that feel good?” He rubs the tender bundle of nerves there, adding a little more pressure, “Do you want more?” Hisgaze turns sinful as his hand crawls up to the hem of my lacy thong.

I give him a small nod, my breath coming out in little pants as he moves below me.

His fingers brush back and forth along the seam and out toward my hips. Brushing small circles around them as his lips part.

“Those little tattoos are cute as fuck, Red.” His fingers slide back toward my core, and my heart picks up its pace. “I can’t wait to leave my teeth marks on them.” Tattoos? My brows pinch together.