Page 35 of Empress of Savages

My breath flutters and the buzz in my core is making me distracted.

Eventually, he moves the glass nearer. At the last moment he halts. Is it my imagination or is he thinking about pouring it over me? The way that his eyes roam over the front of my shirt, I couldn’t put it past him.

He hands the glass to me. It’s full, exactly to the brim. As I put out my hand to take it, he keeps his grip firm. For a moment, I’m confused and unsettled. I’m sure that is his exact intention and the spark in his eye confirms it.

When he lets me take the cool glass, my hand isn’t steady enough. A spill of water runs down the side and dribbles over my hand. At the same time, he clasps my hand in his.

The touch of his skin sends a shock bolting through me.

As my breath solidifies, I expect more of the water to splash out, but the glass stays rock steady in my hand, as if the surge of electric contact between us has powered me back up. His big paw remains still as I raise the glass, his fingers passively brushing and stroking the back of my hand.

The water in the glass is stable and calm as I tip it to my lips, but my breath shakes like a china teacup in an earthquake.

The door behind me bursts open. My insides jump in the air.

“Oh,” the Mastermind’s heavy shoes thump on the bouncy wood floor. “This is a pretty scene.”

The Emperor flashes an evil twinkle past me. I stay still. I don’t turn to look.

The Mastermind lowers his voice, coming up closer behind me. “Is this a private game or can anyone play?”

I feel him right at my back. He sniffs my hair as he puts his hands on my hips. The Emperor is too close in front of me, and now the Mastermind is too near behind me. He says, “Is it a dance, or were you two really about to wrestle?”

As his voice rumbles, his chest vibrates against my back and the hard heat from his body warms the cheeks of my ass. “Either way, I wantin.”He shoves himself against me for emphasis. Then he leans over my shoulder to ask me, “Or is this a guessing game?”

The taste of his breath on the air pushes my pulse rate even higher.

“You can’t be playing Charades. How can our kitten pretend to be anyone else when she doesn’t know who she is?”

“That’s cruel.” The Emperor lifts a sarcastic eyebrow.

“Isn’t it, though?” The Mastermind runs his hands up my sides and my back to rest them on my shoulders. “But you’re not going to tell me that you haven’t been pulling the legs off our lovely little spider here, are you?” His tongue traces his lip, “Bro?”

“How many cocks do you think she can take at once?”

“Now you really are just trying to scare her.” The Mastermind says, “Give her a break, alright?”

“And what are you doing?”

His hands put a gentle squeeze on my shoulders. “I was just playing.” He puts his lips close to my ear. “Just a little bit of fun. Right, kitten?”

His mouth is too close to resist. But I must. I have to.

For distraction, I take another sip of the water.

The Mastermind squeezes my ass and I splutter, choking and splashing the water.

As the Emperor steps closer, the stiffening heat in his pants is impossible to ignore. And up against my ass, another raging cock is demanding attention. I’m trapped.

That’s not what I’m afraid of, though. I’m scared out of my mind of the way my body is reacting and how I’m thinking about all this. I want them. I want them both. Right here, right now.

And the Warrior? I want him, too. My body is craving for them all. Even worse, my head says that I can have them all. Only the tiniest little voice deep down inside me tells me that’s insane. It’s so close, I’m almost afraid that I’ll have to fend them off. If it comes to that, I don’t think I would be able to do it.

If they tried to force me…

Oh, god…

“I think it’s time I freshened up.”

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