Page 29 of Tempted By Fire

Holy hell.

I shake my head, not trusting myself to speak.

He smirks, shifting his knee to press it between my legs, dangerously close to the throbbing there. “Use your words, Calla.”

My head feels fuzzy, and before I can open my mouth and pray something useful will come out, the bedroom door slams shut, and I jump.

Kade doesn’t move, save for the bit of hair that falls into his face, and the smirk on his lips remains in place.

“What’s going on in here?” Gabriel’s voice makes the pounding in my chest increase.

“Not much,” Kade answers without moving his gaze away from me.

“Kade is being a total caveman,” I shoot over his shoulder, trying to steal a look at Gabriel, but Kade blocks my view completely.

“I can see that.” There’s a tinge of amusement in his soft voice, and I’m not sure what to make of that.

“Are you going to help?” I ask, tugging on my wrists again.

“You or him?”

The breath halts in my lungs.

Kade finally rolls off me, revealing Gabriel slowly approaching the bed, his eyes blazing with liquid silver.

I scramble up the bed until my back is pressed into the headboard, and my gaze swings between the two vampires devouring me with their eyes. Inhaling sharply, I press my lips together. “Two vampires against one human? Doesn’t exactly seem fair.”

“We never said we were, angel,” Gabriel murmurs, shooting forward in a blur of movement and wrapping his hands around my ankles. He pulls me to the end of the bed until my tailbone reaches the edge, as Kade sits on my right side.

“You still want to pretend you don’t want this?” Kade murmurs, watching me with a curious glint in his eyes.

Tension builds in my chest as heat flares across my cheeks. I want to turn my face away, but his gaze holds me in place while Gabriel’s hands inch upward at an agonizingly slow pace. I finally lower my gaze, pulling my bottom lip between my teeth.

“You enjoy fighting us,” Gabriel muses, sharing a look with Kade that sends my heart racing yet again.

“I…” My voice trails off before I can vehemently deny that. It’s true. The taunting and the fighting—it’s exciting. As much as I don’t want to like it, my body craves it.

Gabriel’s lips curl into the most seductive grin I’ve ever seen, and I’m suddenly frustrated I’m wearing pants, because his fingers are so damn close to the heat gathering between my legs, throbbing and begging to be touched.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I say, moving to sit up, to leave, but Kade grips my shoulders and pushes me back down.

“No?” he checks. “I think you’re lying. To us—and to yourself.”

I shake my head, knowing full well I absolutely am.

“You know,” he murmurs, leaning down until his nose grazes mine, “I could always make you tell the truth.” He exhales deeply, stirring the hair at my temple and making my skin tingle.

“Kade.” There’s a warning in Gabriel’s voice, making me consider for a moment that maybe he’s taking my side. Instead, he slides his hands up my thighs, curling his fingers into the waistband of my pants, and slowly peels them down to my knees. “I don’t think glamour is necessary. She is soaked.”

Oh my god.I want to hide my face or have the bed swallow me up, because he’s right. I can feel the wetness between my legs, and it’s for them.

I go to close my legs, but Gabriel catches them, his fingers pressing into my bare thighs.

“Keep them open,” he orders, and his firm tone catches me so off guard, I do as he says, my eyes widening.

Kade lets go of me as he leans back, tugging his shirt off over his head and tossing it behind him. “Your turn.”

I narrow my eyes at him. “This isn’t strip poker.”

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