Page 31 of Rising Darkness

The idea of Kota’s tongue on my pussy had me soaked already.

Goddess, I’m going to drown him and it’s only his first time.

“Kota, you don’t—” I started to say he didn’t have to, needing to make sure he didn’t feel pressured, but he quickly cut me off.

“I fucking want to,” he growled. “If you’ll let me…” he begged, and then waited for me to give him permission.

There were plenty of times all I wanted was to be commanded, to have my hair pulled and my ass grabbed, but being asked if I wanted to be pleasured was a foreplay all its own.

All I could do was nod, and I swore I creamed myself a little more after seeing the hopeful, excited gleam in his eyes.

Axel hummed appreciatively in my ear, and then he slowly backed me away from Kota, separating us. I didn’t question whatever it was he was doing. I simply moved with him, letting him take control in the moment and guide me.

Silently, he reached for the hem of my top and lifted it over my head, then moved to the button on my shorts. Noise from the zipper was the only sound in the room as he stripped me bare before his brother. I gasped when cool air hit my breasts, causing my nipples to pebble impossibly harder, and then moaned as Axel placed kisses along my spine as he dropped to my knees behind me.

All the while, Kota stared like a hungry predator ready to strike. He stood stock still as his brother hooked his thumbs into my panties and slowly lowered them, inch by agonizing inch, down and off. Kota didn’t breathe as he trailed his heated gaze over me.

Though Kota had seen me naked before, this was different, and suddenly my nerves got the best of me. My hands wanted to flutter over all my naked bits to hide them from sight, but I took a steadying breath, stayed still, and let him look.

“You’re fucking beautiful,” he rasped. A little shiver worked its way through me at the way his tongue unintentionally flicked out to wet his lips.

“Thank you.” I smiled shyly.

Axel, probably sensing those nerves, gripped my ass and gave one cheek a little love bite that made me squeal and blush before he stood behind me again.

“Do you see the way he’s looking at you?” Axel let his hands trail slowly up my sides. The light tickle was almost unbearable, but my skin came alive under his touch. “Do you know how much he wants you?” he murmured, and his hands skimmed the underside of my breasts.

I shivered from the teasing touches, but never removed my attention from his brother.

Kota watched as Axel’s hands journeyed further, cupping my tits and rolling my nipples between his fingers before giving them a little squeeze. I gasped from the sensation, needing that bite of pleasure and intensity.

My entire body was throbbing and needy. And then Axel’s hand trailed south, dipping past my stomach until he was cupping my sex.

I moaned from the possessive way he held me, and Kota’s chocolate gaze flashed with molten heat. His attention zeroed in on the way Axel slipped his middle finger along my slit.

“Fuck,” Kota groaned.

“Mmm, yes,” Axel murmured in my ear. “Do you know how wet she is for us, brother?” Caressing my clit slowly, he purred, “Are you ready for Kota’s tongue instead, baby?”

“Yes,” I hissed airly. I was desperate for my wayward mate. Desperate to claim him with my body and with my claiming bite.

Pulling away, Axel smirked at a frozen Kota. “She’s all yours.”

“No,” Kota stated reverently before prowling toward me. “She’sours.”

Chapter Twelve

Kota

Lorn’s breath hitched as I stalked toward her like a starving man.

And I was.

I needed Lorn like I needed fucking air, and I was done denying myself. Like a masochist, I’d tried to stay away from her, allowing myself just enough of her presence, of her sharp mind, of her keen wit, of her pure soul, to sate the mate bond and my natural curiosity about the intriguing woman who’d crashed into my life. But being near her in any capacity had been hell, because the more I got to know her, the more I wanted her. Slowly, I fell for her without ever truly allowing myself to have her.

And now I craved her with a desperation I couldn’t describe.

She was all I thought about. All I dreamed about. Ever since the bond between us disintegrated, and I realized how dim my life was without Lorn at the center, I’d been going half mad with the need to tell her exactly how I felt. And how goddamn stupid I’d been to stay away from her all this time.

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