This was a mistake. He’d known it all along. The woman they were both intensely attracted to not only smelled sinfully delicious, but clearly she tasted that way as well.
And there were two vampires in the room with her who both wanted to feast upon her.
Chapter Six
Shana’s body had tensed the second the tip of Jane’s tongue made contact with her pussy lips—a highly sensitive part of her body no one’s lips had ever touched. But she’d forced herself to remain still. She’d kept her eyes shut and had concentrated on how the forbidden kiss felt, not the fact that she was overwhelmingly self-conscious about being bare down there.
A few moments had passed as, she assumed, Jane let her assimilate to the new sensation. Then she felt Jane’s cool, supple fingers rub her labia in long, slow strokes. She was already wet. Had, in fact, been embarrassed when Jane had removed her panties, because she knew they were damp. And now she knew how it was possible for Drake to have smelled her womanly scent when they were downstairs. They were vampires, and so of course they could smell and sense how utterly and fantastically turned-on she was.
Yet Shana refused to give into any niggling negative thoughts that crept in on her, threatening to make her feel exposed and unsure of herself. This was normal, she told herself. It was perfectly normal for her to be aroused. Perfectly normal for her to be excited by these two people and the wonderfully evocative things they did to her.
Interestingly, she barely had to convince herself of this. When the tips of Jane’s fingers massaged her clit in a circular motion, with just the right amount of pressure, all thoughts of awkwardness and ineptitude fled her brain—to be replaced by sexual cravings she’d never experienced before, along with desires and needs and the yearning for sexual fulfillment that went well beyond a few sexy, forbidden kisses.
Jane’s fingertips pressed against her clit and rubbed faster, making Shana gasp. Her toes curled in her sandals and her pulse raced. She bit down on her lower lip, fighting the throaty moans welling within her. Her fingers gripped the satin material pooled around her hips as Jane’s hands moved to her inner thighs and held them in place, keeping them spread wide open. Her tongue flicked Shana’s clit again, making her hips jerk and causing a sharp cry to fall from her lips, despite her best efforts to keep quiet.
As though encouraged by Shana’s response, Jane’s tongue fluttered over the super-sensitive bud between Shana’s legs like butterfly wings. The ministrations were rapid, featherlight and oh so tantalizing.
Jane kept at it, making Shana squirm in her seat. Nothing had ever felt so amazing. So beautiful. So enticing. It made her want so much more.
Her hips lifted off the sofa as she pressed her mound more firmly against Jane’s mouth. In turn, Jane’s tongue licked her with a bit more pressure against her clit. Then Jane suckled the swollen pearl and Shana felt a hot spark deep in her cunt that made her inner walls clench, as though seeking something she no longer considered elusive. Jane had already told her Drake wanted to be inside her, and she could hardly wait to feel his cock filling and stretching her.
She opened her eyes and looked over her shoulder, finding him standing behind the sofa, staring at her with need reflected in his dark irises. And it wasn’t just the need to sate his own lust. It was also the need to pleasure her. He wanted to touch her—she could see the desire written all over his handsome face, particularly in the hard set of his jaw.
She smiled softly at him, wanting with every fiber of her being to feel his hands on her body, but not knowing exactly how to issue the invitation. Apparently, she succeeded with just a look, because he placed both of his large hands on her bare shoulders and then slid them slowly down the front of her until he palmed her breasts.
His touch was nothing short of thrilling, making her grind her pelvis, silently begging for more from Jane in hopes of taking the edge off the mounting pressure deep in her pussy. Jane did not disappoint, sending Shana’s desire to all-new heights.
Drake was cautiously gentle with her and his forced restraint was sexy as hell. She could feel how badly he wanted her, how much he wanted to touch her in ways she’d never been touched before, with no need for holding back. She knew this by the way he faltered slightly, massaging her breasts more firmly than he’d obviously intended before reeling himself in. The temporary loss of control, followed by the soothing touches, left her hot and bothered. She wanted desperately to throw caution to the wind and be reckless. Encourage him to be reckless right along with her.
But that craving walked hand in hand with a small amount of fear. Did she really know what she was getting herself into here with two vampires?