Page 26 of Marked By Shadows

And these two are hot as fuck.

So what’s one night? The adrenaline clearly got to all of us. I don’t want to think.

They don’t want to think.

They’re hot, I’m willing.

It’s perfect.

As we enter the room, it feels like the tension comes to a boil. Javi turns to me and pushes me gently against the wall, his hands warm against my bare skin. His fingers curl, leaving divots on my skin as his lips part and he looks into my eyes. “Can I kiss you?” he asks softly.

“Uh huh,” I say, nodding, mostly because I seem to have lost the ability to speak entirely.

His lips find mine and he kisses me deeply, his tongue exploring my mouth. I get lost in it, in the way he feels, in the way it feels like he’s claiming me.

But then I feel Dom step behind me, his hands wandering over her body, tugging at the fabric of my dress.

This is all a bit too much. I moan into Javi's mouth as Dom's hands move to her breasts, squeezing me gently. He’s going slowly, his lips softly brushing against my neck. “You’re so beautiful,” he whispers, then kisses the shell of my ear. I arch into his touch.

I want more. I need more.

Javi pulls away from my lips and moves down to my neck, nipping and licking at the sensitive skin there. Dom pushes my dress down, revealing my bra.

I feel like I’m on fire as they both touch me, their hands moving over my body with a hunger I don’t think I’ve ever experienced before.

Javi pulls away from me, sliding his hand down my arm, his fingers interlaced with mine. “Lie down,” he growls.

He leads me to the bed and I do as I’m told, climbing onto it and setting myself in the middle, my dress still halfway down my body. I only have a second to think about how nervous I am when Dom climbs into the bed behind me, his hands finding their way to my hips. He pulls me closer to him, pressing his hard body against mine.

Javi joins me on the bed too, lying down beside me. He leans over and kisses me softly. He pulls away from me for a second, looping a strand of hair behind my ear.

I close my eyes, focusing on the way his touch sends a shiver down my spine. Before I can open my eyes, Dom splays his fingers on my thigh, inching his way higher and higher until the tips of his fingers are brushing against my panties.

My breath hitches as he rubs me through the fabric, his movements slow and calculated. While he does that, Javi kisses his way down my neck, stopping to nip at the spot where my neck meets my shoulder. I hear myself moan under their touch. They’ve barely done anything and I already feel like I’m about to explode with pleasure.

Even though they’ve barely touched me, I already feel completely exposed.

Suddenly, Javi pulls away and stands up, a mischievous glint in his eyes. “I have an idea,” he says, more to Dom than to me. “You game?”

I wonder if they had time to plan this when Dom grins, but I don’t think they knew each other before. “Yeah,” he says. “Absolutely.”

Without another word, Javi reaches over into the nightstand and pulls out a little bottle of lube. I watch as he pours a generous amount on his hands and spreads it all over his fingers. He meets my gaze, his dark pupils expanded so much in his irises that I can hardly see the brown in them.

“You want us both to fuck you?” he asks.

I nod, suddenly unable to talk.

Well, this is one way to forget about the trauma of a near-death experience.

“You’re so fucking hot,” Dom says. “Can I take off your dress?”

I’m vaguely aware that I’m in a terrible position here, my dress crumpled up on my waist while they’re both still dressed. “Yes,” I say. “Please.”

Dom tugs at the fabric of my dress, pulling it up my body. I raise my arms up so I can help him along.

His fingers are soft and warm against my skin. There’s a second where he brushes his lips against the back of my neck, sending a shiver down my spine.

Javi climbs into bed in front of me. As Dom makes quick work of throwing my dress somewhere on the floor around me, he spreads my legs, gently placing his other hand between my thighs.

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