Page 37 of Promised in Blood

“What curse?” Ophelia asks, snagging my attention.

My eyes lock on hers. “Not making you come isn’t only a ball-ache for you, sweet girl.” I twist my neck to get a view of Xavier. “A literal ball-ache for me right now. Could you get on with it?”

He growls and nudges my thighs apart with his knees. The head of my cock swells as he slips his fingers between my ass cheeks. “Love your hot ass, Kai.”

“Oh, god,” Ophelia rasps, and her face and neck are flushed bright red, her heart racing double-time. And fuck, the scent of her wet pussy isn’t only on my fingers now, it’s filling the whole room. “I d-don’t think I can watch. I can feel you both, and I’m so on edge and…” A deep, rasping breath stops her babbling.

“You gotta stop,” Axl warns.

I press my face into the pillow and groan.

“But everything’s a learning opportunity, right?” Xavier pushes himself off me, and I groan louder.

“Yeah,” Axl replies warily.

“Then switch with me,” Xavier says to him.

I’m so on edge, I don’t care who fucks me as long as one of them does, but what the hell is he doing?

Axl looks as suspicious of Xavier’s motives as I am. “Why?”

He takes Ophelia’s hand in his. “We’ve been doing some work on closing ourselves off from other people’s feelings, haven’t we, Cupcake?”

“Yeah.” She catches her lip between her teeth.

“So let’s let these two fuck, and we’ll work on tuning them out, okay?”

Axl’s eyes blaze with fire, and he grins at me. “You ready to be fucked good, Kai?”

Xavier punches him in the arm, but they switch places without waiting for my response. They know my answer already. I’d take either of them anytime and anywhere, especially while my girl gets to watch.

Chapter

Fifteen

XAVIER

Ophelia’s heart races so fast, I’m sure it’s going to pound straight through her ribcage.

I lean back against the headboard and pull her with me so her back is on my chest and her legs are outstretched between my spread thighs. Resting my chin on the top of her head, I band my arms around her waist and press my hand over her heart. Its quick yet steady rhythm thumps against my palm. “Relax, Cupcake. We’ve got this.”

She sucks in a deep breath that has her juicy tits shuddering against my palm, and I screw my eyes closed and concentrateon anything but the feel of her soft body. I can’t fuck this up for her. I’ve tuned out Axl and Malachi having sex hundreds of times before. This is a breeze. It’s tuning her out that’s going to be my undoing.

“I c-can’t, Xavier. It feels…” She sucks in another raspy breath. “So good. Please!” She drops her thighs open and grabs at my hand, trying to pull it away from her chest and no doubt shove it between her legs. And fuck me, I want to let her. I want to slip my hand inside her drenched panties and drive my fingers into her tight little cunt.

My cock twitches against her back, and she mewls like a wild alley cat.

Malachi turns his head, his green eyes searching my face as he chews on his lip. “You think we should stop?”

“Not a fucking chance.” Axl grits out the words as he thrusts his hips, driving his cock into Malachi and making the latter’s eyes roll back in his head.

Malachi and Ophelia groan at the same time.

I hiss out a breath. “Just slow down for a second, Axl. Let her take a few beats.” I leave out the fact that I’m having as much trouble tuning them out as she is right now. Her presence magnifies everything. Every touch, every taste. Every single moment of ecstasy is amplified a thousand times over because of her.

I spread out my fingers so my hand covers almost her entire chest and pull her back to me. “Take a breath, Cupcake.” She nods and sucks in a lungful of air. It does nothing to calm her racing heart, but it gives me a moment to clear my head.

Her skin burns, sizzling with pent-up sexual energy. “Why is this happening?” she whimpers. “What’s wrong with me?”

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