Another moment passes, and he growls. His arm wraps around my waist, pulling me flush against him, and a strangled noise leaves his lips as he lets me go. I turn to face him, only to see him dig the keys out of Kyan’s shorts pocket again. He fumbles with the fob key on them and presses it.
“Be quick. I won’t be able to stay in this form long; I need to give Kyan back control,” Kaif murmurs when he growls, pressing the fob key again, but more viciously. Suddenly I hear the groan and rattle of roller shutters, making me peek into the dark room that belongs to Dominic to see the roller shutters block out the night sky.
Kaif nudges me into the room, and much like Kyan’s room, this room is spotless, despite being locked up, nothing is out of place, and not a speck of dust has settled on anything in the room, making me wonder if Kyan cleans it regularly. The room looks untouched, just like Lucas’s.
Photos of Kyan when he was little hung on the walls. Frames are also on the dresser, even some of his artwork Dominic must have had framed. It is clear he was a proud father. Moving toward the large closet, his clothes are set out like Kyan’s. Everything has a particular spot as I rummage through, looking for anything that might resemble a grimoire.
Finding nothing, I walk out to find Kaif breathing heavily as his hand clutches the door frame. I move toward the dresser beside the bed and open the drawers. Sweat forms and beads on the back of my neck. The temperature in the room rises dramatically.
I wipe a hand across my forehead and pinch my nightie’s front, which is becoming drenched in my sweat. It is at this very second that I realize why I am so hot, and why Kaif is struggling with control.
Glancing over at him nervously, he is watching me like a predator would watch its prey. The thought sends a shiver down my spine. My entire body is beginning to tingle, and I sniff the air. Shit! I am going into heat!
Kyan’s scent is potent and enticing, and I have to shake the urge to go to him away as I pull the drawers out and search through them. Nothing. Moving around to the other side of the bed, I pull the bottom drawer out and find socks.
Closing it, I move to the next, and also nothing. Opening the top, my heart races quicker when I spot a brown leather-covered book. A leather strap is buckled around it, and it has a strange marking that is partially obscured by the buckle. Pulling the book out, a ripple runs over me when my fingers touch it, and I know I have found what I was looking for.
Grabbing the book, I look around the room and grab a shirt, wrap the old book in it before rushing past Kaif. Careful not to touch him, or I risk attacking him. I swallow when I feel how slick my thighs are becoming.
Racing back to the room, my vision blurs slightly. I stuff the book in one of my oversized handbags and place it under the bed. Pain twists in my belly and my vision blurs further. Getting up, I am about to run to the bathroom to have a cold shower when hands grab me from behind.
Kaif purrs and pushes me toward the bed, where I can see Jonah moving around like he is uncomfortable. He pushes me onto the bed, climbing on it behind me and flipping me onto my back.
The moment he gives control back to Kyan and my skin touches him, I am done for. Jonah rolls into me, and sparks rush everywhere, and I moan at the feel of their skin on mine.
Kyan’s eyes open, and he blinks, confused. He sniffs the air, and his eyes flicker, his pupils dilating. He looks at the windows to see the roller shutters locked in place. Kyan growls before his lips crash down on mine hungrily.
His tongue moves between my lips, his tongue brushing against mine, and I hear Jonah groan beside me as he rolls into me. Kyan pulls his lips from mine and stares at Jonah as he leans over, kissing me with the same desire Kyan has.
Jonah’s hand grabs my breast through the thin nightie when I hear fabric tearing as Kyan rips through my nightdress and his lips wrap around my nipple. At the same time, Jonah fondles the other with his hand, making me moan against Jonah’s lips.
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Heat consumes me, my skin is heating up to the point I’m worried my blood will boil in my veins. My pussy develops a pulse as arousal coats my thighs. The more they touch me, the hotter I become. Jonah kisses me, and I feel Kyan’s knee push my legs apart. His lips travel down my ribs and side. I squirm as his teeth graze my oversensitive skin.
My entire body buzzes with the sensory overload as sparks rush everywhere, Jonah’s tongue tangles with mine, and I grip his hair, kissing him harder as desire courses through me.
Kyan nips at my hip when I feel his hand push my thighs apart and he settles between my legs. His hot breath sweeps over my pussy and makes me shiver and gasp. Jonah pulls his lips from mine and glances down at Kyan just as his tongue parts my lower lips, making my back arch as his tongue runs over my clit, sucking it into his mouth.
He swirls his tongue around the sensitive nerves, making me cry out. Jonah’s eyes flicker and darken as he watches Kyan drive me to the edge, only to slow down when I am about to push over it.
“Like that, I love that look in her eyes. Whatever you’re doing to her, don’t stop,” growls Jonah, his eyes watching my face that is heating under his intense, smoldering gaze.
My hips rock against Kyan’s mouth when Jonah’s lips wrap around my nipple, teasing with his tongue and teeth before turning his attention to the other one, making it harden to a peak.
Their mouths on my flesh drive me insane as Kyan devours me, his tongue swirling and mouth sucking relentlessly and I feel my skin prickle with overwhelming heat, arousal saturating my thighs. Heat washes through me, their fiery tongues licking my heated flesh and their nipping teeth driving me to the brink.