Page 63 of The Wayward Sons & The Vampires of Fortune
What could I say? I had a type.
And I was stuck in a plane with both of them for hours with nothing to do to entertain ourselves and a bed that screamed with a need to be used.
“I can still feel you, Gray,” Ryder said softly, drawing my attention back to him.Of course, he could.“I know you want him.”
“I want both of you. A little mile-high club and then some,” I corrected, cocking an eyebrow suggestively. When he initially didn’t reply, I added, “Only if you’re up for it, baby.”
I was ready for him to shoot the idea down, and I wouldn’t blame him. Involving my ex-boyfriend in our sex life was a bigrequest. He made a thoughtful sound, and his gaze flicked in Sam’s direction.
“If he’s up for it, then so am I,” he answered finally, and I grinned. “Go ask him, Gray.”
“Yes, Sergeant,” I replied playfully. I got out of my seat and made my way down the aisle toward Sam. He sat comfortably reclined in his seat, looking all sorts of sexy.
“Gray,” he greeted, that vivid blue gaze catching mine.
“You,” I began as I caged him in, bracing on the arms of his chair, “owe me.”
“How do you figure?”
“I went to jail for you.”
“And what do I owe you, sunshine?” That look he gave me told me he knew exactly where I was going with this.
“I want you,” I said. “Both of you. And I want to join the mile-high club because why the hell not?”
Sam’s hand closed around my throat, pushing me back as he stood. He walked me down the aisle until my back hit Ryder, his arm wrapping around my waist.Fuck, being pinned between them had my heart racing and my dick aching.
“Tell me what you want, sunshine,” Sam ordered. His lips touched mine while Ryder’s teeth scraped against my ear, making me shudder.
“I want…”Yeah, my brain wasn’t going to work right with them doing that.
“Do you want Ryder to worship you while I use you?” Sam asked. I nodded. I wanted that. I wanted that very much. Sam’s hand tightened briefly around my neck—almost a warning.
“Use your words, honey,” Ryder whispered against my skin.
“Yeah,” I breathed out. “Yeah, I want that.”
CHAPTER 43
My dick was painfully hard as it pressed against the zipper of my jeans. I was hot all over, my senses in overdrive with my pulse fluttering in my neck.
Sam’s mouth, Ryder’s hands.
Ryder’s mouth, Sam’s hands.
They were everywhere, and it still wasn’t enough. I wanted more.Needed more.
“Too many clothes,” I gasped against Sam’s mouth when we made it into the back room.
“Impatient, aren’t you, sunshine?” he taunted. His tongue traced my lower lip before he gave it a rough tug with his teeth. I groaned and dragged him closer by the belt loop. His fingers dug into my skin as his hips rolled against mine, his hard cock adding friction to mine.
“Fuck.” My head fell back against Ryder’s shoulder at the explosion of sensations. “More.”
“Patience, Gray,” Ryder ordered behind me.
“Now, see this right here is unfair,” I muttered. “There’s two of you to tell me what to do.”
“And you’ll listen because you’re a good boy, won’t you, honey?” Ryder asked. When he stepped slightly, I missed the heat of his body on mine. He grabbed the hem of my shirt and pulled it over my head. As he did, Sam ran his hands down over my stomach and toyed with the waistband of my pants.
