Page 103 of Pervade London
I approached them.
I should have been consumed by jealously, but this was like stepping into a dream. I was seeing two strong men reveal their fierce chemistry as James thrust his pelvis forward to lock Xavier’s hips in place, while Xavier rubbed James though his trousers as they continued their sensual attack.
Their aggressive affection felt different, authentic…and even sacred.
They were beautiful together. Two fierce alphas caught in a violent tryst. Watching them made me feel voyeuristic, and caused my nipples to harden and my loins to ache with arousal at the view. My fingers traced my lips as though they were kissing me.
At last they broke apart, panting, and turned to face me as though only now remembering I was here.
Xavier shoved James off and sauntered over to stand behind me. “Give me this.” He reached for the catch at my bra strap and unhooked it, throwing it to the ground.
I stood there with my breasts exposed and swollen. Glancing over at James, I saw his dark lust. The way he drank me in made my body tingle. He looked gorgeous with that foreboding stance, those broad shoulders both a threat and a promise that made my blood heat and skin flush.
Xavier knelt behind me and tugged down my panties. I let him, wantonly giving him the control to strip me in front of this man.
My body shuddered as Xavier reached around and pinched my nipples, tweaking them.
James watched it all, transfixed. “This is dangerous.”
Xavier cupped my sex. “The room is yours to control.”
“I’ve always given you what you want,” said James. “Made concessions for you. But this is…too much.”
“Why?” asked Xavier.
“Because it’s temporary,” he replied.
“Be honest.” Xavier wrapped his hand around my throat and gently squeezed. “Your cock has never been so hard.”
James’ eyelids became heavy. “You can’t sustain this.”
“Emily knows that it’s temporary, don’t you?”
I managed a nod, aroused, feeling the dampness between my thighs.
“I’ll meet you downstairs,” said James. “We need to talk about finding her somewhere to live.”
“There’s more than enough time for that,” chided Xavier.
James walked toward the door.
Xavier gave my butt a slap. “On the bed.”
I followed his command and sat on the edge facing them, naked and vulnerable, my focus bouncing from one man to the other.
Xavier looked defiant. “I’m giving you both what you need.”
James scraped his fingers through his hair as his gaze swept over my nakedness, lingering on my pert nipples.
My toes curled in anticipation.
Xavier placed his hands on my thighs and widened them. “Ballad, let go of your past and embrace this. Embrace us.”
Now they would see how wet I was.
“I’m sorry it’s cold in here,” whispered Xavier.
Despite being naked I didn’t feel the chill. I was too enraptured by these passing moments of daring eroticism.
