The shifter kissed down Maximus’s throat and then lower when he jerked the vampyr’s shirt over his head. Angled away from her, she thought she caught a twinkle of something foreign on Maximus’s chest. Sameya sat up and slipped off the bed, sidling closer to Gabriel for a better gander.
“Don’t go anywhere.” Gabriel palmed the back of her head and she flicked a glance at him. He wasn’t as tall as Maximus, but they both dwarfed her. She felt tiny standing next to them.
Gabriel’s yellow eyes held her pinned in place, while fascinating her with their odd color…at least odd on a white Bengal. But they fit him.
“He’s pierced.” She indicated Maximus’s nipples.
“Want to lick them?” Gabriel made the offer, but Maximus didn’t retract the proposal.
Sameya shook her head.
“So shy,” the tiger remarked. “We’ll change that.”
She wasn’t altogether certain she wanted her inhibitions to be altered. Her entire life would change if she accepted them. Where would they live? Atlantis was her home and—
“I have other piercings.” Maximus ran his fingers through her hair as Gabriel disengaged the vampyr’s belt buckle. A few moments later, the button fly leather pants were open and the shifter was shoving the vampyr’s clothing to the floor.
“He’s pierced here.” Gabriel went to his knees and licked the staggered piercings on the top of Maximus’s cock. Like a ladder there were five of them back-to-back. “They feel fantastic inside me. But this one,”—Gabriel swirled his tongue around the head of Maximus’s erection, and the vampyr groaned—“the Apadravya piercing is favored by women.”
Horrified, Sameya stared at the metal that penetrated the head of his penis vertically. “Sweet gods, didn’t that hurt?”
“Yes.” Maximus shrugged. “The pleasure it gives Gabriel—and will give you—is worth the minor pain I suffered.”
No way could that have been insignificant pain.
“You can tell me if you agree when I’m inside you.”
That got her attention. Her gaze swept off his crown and crashed against his. “Will you bite me?” She’d liked it, until he drugged her with his venome.
“Yes.” He reeled her in by a lock of hair, sandwiching her between them, with his hand on her nape. “But I promise not to venome you like before.” He bent his head, his mouth so close to her ear his breath teased her skin. “I prefer my lovers aware while fucking them.”
A tremor went through Sameya.
“Are you frightened?” The question came from Gabriel as he pressed against her back and palmed a breast.
“I don’t like to be touched.”
Maximus used his knuckle beneath her chin, tilting her head back to meet his compelling stare. “But you like our touch.”
“Yes.”
He grinned. “Gabriel made you come. Do you still contend by the act he now dominates you?”
She released a long ragged breath. “He does. He has as much sway over me as you momentarily do.” Only Gabriel’s control won’t evaporate in time like Maximus’s will. I’m so fucked. And not helping my Empress.
Maximus’s hand slid downward, fingered the choker. “And when I make you come—”
“You’ll have no need of this offensive necklace.”
She couldn’t gauge his thoughts as he considered her. Funny how his vampyr shifted to and from the forefront and the evidence was always in his eyes, from silver-blue to green.
Gabriel tangled his fingers in her hair and roughly pulled her head back, angling it to the side against his chest. Just enough he could plant his lips against hers. Their first kiss, and it was very different from Maximus who kissed like he planned to conquer. Gabriel’s was slower, more thorough, but just as freaking fantastic.
When he parted from her lips, he peered at her. “I release you from the siren mating call.”
Sameya gaped at him. Releasing one from the siren mating call was unheard of. Then Maximus pressed his hand between her legs and she forgot about her astonishment. She lurched against his touch, but was captured in Gabriel’s sights.
“Easy…relax,” the shifter cooed as Maximus thrust a finger into her, withdrew and plunged two into her.
“Goddamn, you’re tighter than I imagined possible.”
“Told you.” Gabriel fondled her breasts as he continued to hold her head steady. “She’ll still take your dick.”
“Probably easily.” Without forewarning, Maximus sank his fangs into her neck, his tongue flicking against her skin where his incisors pierced her flesh.