“Will you fuck me, too?”
He wasn’t sure if it was a request or an inquiry. “Yes, but only with Gabriel present.”
She shivered as he trailed his fingertips across the outer edges of her cunt. “I want that, Maximus. Gabriel should mark me harder than he has already. Permanently.”
“Do you know what you’re getting into?” It’d be a full-blown mating. They couldn’t allow her to depart after that, not without sending them both into a depression. It’d be like her dying.
“I—yes.” She cuddled against him once more, her face buried against his chest, her breath puffing on his skin. “The idea of walking out of your lives makes me sick to my stomach.”
“I’m glad to hear it.” Not that it made her nauseous, but that she’d accepted her attraction to the mating magnetism. He and Gabriel had been mindless when they’d initiated their mating dance. It wasn’t any easier with Sameya, they’d both been struggling not to fuck her and mark her until she was exhausted. Respecting her decision was difficult, worse than a case of blue balls, but so worth the effort if she became theirs in the end.
Chapter Twenty-Four
Sameya never wanted to leave his arms, but choices were limited. She had an Empress to save before she could get on with her life with her men. Of course she had no clear concept of how that would happen. They couldn’t remain in Atlantis, and the idea of leaving…well, it was better to be with them surrounded by the pestilence called humanity than alone without them in her homeland.
Nero and Thrax would come with her. Of that she had no doubt. They could pass as some mixed breed Mastiff or Great Dane. Only a wee bit bigger than their human counterparts, and a whole hell of a lot more dangerous, but provided she wasn’t endangered they were nothing more than big lap babies.
Dart was a different matter altogether. She’d invite the brownie to tag along, but she couldn’t guess what her response would be.
She’d woken curled up against her tiger, his purring soft, but expressing his contentment. As she’d put her fingers through his fur and scratched near his ear, his purr had grown louder. He’d tilted his head and licked her arm. A nuzzle like a man would’ve done. In that moment, she’d realized they meant too much to her to kick them out of her life. They were as much hers as they claimed she was theirs.
Leaving Gabriel asleep, she’d found Maximus wearing a puzzled expression, while sipping coffee and staring out her window. And she’d been struck all over again by how much they’d come to mean to her in such a short amount of time.
Without thinking, she’d walked straight to him and hugged him. Not the touchy-feely type, her response had surprised her as much as it obviously had him. He’d taken several seconds before returning her embrace. At first she’d worried she’d made a mistake. Cats were affectionate by nature, but she had no idea the norm for a vampyr.
Loving the feel of him, Sameya dragged her cheek against his bare chest. She kissed him, and then licked the spot.
Maximus’s hand tightened in her hair. “Sameya.” His gruff voice hinted how close to the edge she pushed him.
Why the control? “Don’t you want to fuck me?”
“Of course, I do, but it’s been less than three hours since we disciplined you last.” His hand shifted and ran along the curve of her ass, fingertips swiping through the crevice.
“Mmm…I think I like being disciplined.”
He chuckled. “I do have a toy to place somewhere intimately.” Holding eye contact, he trailed his jaw along her cheek. His voice deepened to a level that buzzed directly across her clit. “To prepare you for later.”
She couldn’t wait. “When I return from my meeting with E’Neskha.”
“No, before. With every move you make, I want you to think of us while you’re with her.”
“That’s so…kinky.”
He flashed a wicked grin. “Think I can make you come with just the toy in your ass?”
“You could blow on my clit and make me come.”
Maximus grinned. “You’re too easy. You’ve got to make us work for your pleasure sometime.”
Why on earth would she want that? “Not anytime soon.”
She squealed in surprise when he swept her into his arms. He nipped her ear as he strode to the bedroom. Almost as quickly as he’d picked her up, he settled her on her feet at the end of her bed. “Clothes off. Go to the center of your bed, and face the wall on your knees.”
“Bossy,” she teased with a grin as she wiggled out of her clothes and climbed onto the bed.