Page 40 of Slaying With Sylphs

Their kiss grows frenetic, out of control, until she’s tearing at his shirt, ripping it open to reveal a broad chest covered in tattoos and auburn hair. She digs her fingers in, clawing at his pecs as he growls, his wolf evident in his tone. His eyes snap open as he parts from her, big chest heaving with his wolf’s emerald shade glowing.

“Oh my gods,” Lou murmurs, both hands flat on his pecs. “That was…I have no words.”

“Hot as fook,” I offer. “Delicious to watch. Please don’t stop.”

Connall grins and bends forward, kissing Lou more slowly. His lips make a tender, soft exploration of hers, as if he has all the time in the world and intends to learn every inch of that sinful mouth.

His hand slides to her bra, and he plays with the clasp, thrumming his fingers on her back. Green eyes focus on Lou. “May I?”

She tosses me a fiery, teasing look over her shoulder.

I move behind her, straddling Connall’s knees as I slide my hands up her back to meet his. “Allow me.” I press a kiss to her freckled shoulder.

Her scent explodes across my senses, sharpened by her obvious arousal. I’m too hot to move slowly, so I brush my mouth along her shoulder and up her neck, nipping at the spot Connall just kissed.

“Fuck,” she grits out, throwing her head to one side to grant me better access. My lips have a mind of their own as I bite, taunt and tease my way back down her neck. I kiss every beautiful, freckled inch I can reach as my fingers expertly unclasp her bra. She gasps when it comes loose.

My eyes drift over her shoulder to Connall’s face, his wolf’s luminescent shade shining as he licks his lips, focusing on her chest.

“This is a little unfair,” I admit, sliding the other bra strap down her shoulder and off her arm to tease him. “I’ve been spying at her bedroom window for a while. I’ve seen these breasts dozens of times, and they are fookin’ glorious, Connall.”

He shakes his head but grins at me. “You are something else, Dirk.”

“Mate,” I correct. Here in this meadow, we can be free to behave how we want. I need them both hooked and in love, and then we’ll do all of this publicly.

I don’t push Connall to respond, to call me what we are to one another. Instead, I drop Louanna’s bra around her waist, exposing her firm, bounteous breasts to him.

He sucks in a ragged breath, hungry eyes exploring every inch of her as I kiss a path along her neck.

Bringing my lips to her ear, I nibble tenderly at it. “Look at him, Louanna. I told yeh he’d be enthralled, that he’d be besotted with yeh. I was right. Can yeh feel his wolf’s focus? What if he put that pretty mouth on yer body?”

Connall’s lips curl back into a soft snarl, mouth dropping open as his hands run up Louanna’s back, pulling her flush with his chest. I nearly groan watching her soft body smashed to his.His rough hands explore her skin, running down one arm and up her neck to grip it. It’s like he can’t get enough of holding her, and I know how that feels. I wanted her in my arms long before she agreed to be in them.

Connall uses his grip on her to tilt her back enough that he can bend down and suck one peaked nipple between his lips. They moan at the same time, all ragged lust as he explores her with patient, thorough intensity. Her head leans back against my chest as I watch our wolf. A soft-looking pink tongue laps at Lou’s nipple until it’s swollen and flushed, then he moves across her chest to the other one, giving it the same treatment.

“Does he feel good?” I growl into her ear. “Like you could come just from his tongue, Louanna?”

She bites her lip and moans, arching to press her neck to my mouth.

She wants more.

Gods, I’ve waited so long for her to ask me to touch her, to invite me to play with her. I’ve schemed and planned, and it’s working out.

I hover my open mouth over the side of her neck as Connall bites his way up to the other side. Teasing her with my tongue, I close my lips around her skin and suck. We’re pressed so tightly together with our wolf at her front and me at her back.

Yet I’m not pushing my mates any further tonight. This was about getting somewhere private so we could explore new things and discuss our foundation. They’re doing so well. Shifting, I stare as Connall bites his way along her shoulder, rubbing her arm. His brows are furrowed with pleasure; he’s intensely focused on her.

But out here where there’s nobody to see, I want him focused on me too. So I dip down and bite a spot right next to his mouth. For a moment, we’re practically breathing the same air as I swirl my tongue over Louanna’s skin. She moans, writhing betweenus. She fits so perfectly there. I flick my eyes to his, and he’s full green, staring intensely at me. He removes his mouth from her shoulder, head cocked to the side. I consider leaning forward to kiss him, but decide a tease is better.

Licking a path down to Louanna’s shoulder, I swirl my tongue over her skin. Nipping softly, I watch my wolf. His focus falls to my mouth, nostrils flaring. Is he tantalized? Jealous? Getting hornier by the moment?

I have my answer when he dips his head and follows my trail, his mouth so close to mine.

My wolf is very, very interested.

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

LOU

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