“You keep looking like that, and I’m going to assume you need me to kiss those dark emotions away, Sunshine,” Cole said smoothly, pulling my attention toward where he sat.
His long fingers ran over the dew that dripped down the side of the glass from the condensation of ice and alcohol. The smile on his mouth twisted in my peripheral vision as he noted where my attention had gone. His finger slid through the wetness, moving toward his mouth, where his tongue flicked it erotically.
“Penny for your thoughts?” he asked, turning to face me as his eyes slid down my outfit. “I do miss women wearing dresses instead of pants. So much easier to lift them and taste their pretty petals. I bet you make the most delicious sounds when being devoured, Sunshine.”
“Does that work on women?” I asked carefully, somehow managing to keep my body from reacting to his seduction. Cole grabbed my hand before I could pull back, and the room faded away from us.
I was seated on the couch from earlier in the day, my legs spread over his thighs, but Rhys wasn’t there. Instead, Cole held me, slowly rubbing his thumb in a clumsy circle over my clit. His mouth kissed against my shoulder as he groaned hungrily.
“You were so wet for Rhys, where’s my cream, kitty? I want to lavish your pussy until you drip from my tongue. This pussy clenches for me, doesn’t it?” Cole asked huskily, pushing his fingertip against my opening. “Can I play with you too? I promise to share you with Rhys. You’re a greedy little bitch, and you’d enjoy all of us fucking you. I can sense your desires, your needs, Remington. You’re a hungry girl who needs feeding, and Rhys alone couldn’t sate you. Not without unleashing his demon, and he’s too afraid that he won’t be able to shove that gluttonous bastard back into the box once it comes out. I enjoy letting mine play, and he wants to fill this pretty flower full until you’re stretched around me, screaming my name as you come. Can I make you come, naughty girl?”
“Stop this,” I uttered huskily, closing my eyes and pushing away from Cole as the sound of glass shattering filled the bar. My hands released the shards of glass, and I stared at the blood coating my fingers.
“Fucking idiot,” Rhys snapped, grabbing my hands as he peered down at the damage. “Give me a clean towel, Payne.”
The bartender handed him a fresh white towel, which Rhys placed on the counter and set my hands on it. His fingers slowly ran over the sliced flesh, finding and pulling out the shards in silence. I winced as Rhys extracted the glass and then watched in trepidation as he nodded to the bartender, who smirked, sidling up to me as he leaned over the bar and licked my wounded flesh. The flash of his elongated fangs had me fighting Rhys’s hold on my wrist as the vampire healed the cuts to my fingers with his saliva.
“Stay the fuck out of her head unless she invites you in, brother,” Rhys warned Cole, his fingers slowly tracing over my wrist.
“She did invite me in, Rhys. If she hadn’t been interested in me, I couldn’t access her mind, now could I?” Cole taunted, the tick in his jaw matching Rhys’s as I sat between them.
“I’m starting to feel like a bone you dogs are fighting over,” I grumbled, lifting the new apple margarita to my lips and downing it in a single drink. I regretted it instantly as the brain freeze hit. I rubbed my forehead, turning to Rhys as his phone chimed again, and his eyes lifted over my shoulder to hold Cole’s.
“Take her home, and try not to molest her, at least until Beltane, Nikolas. I have matters that need my immediate attention, Remi. I’ll see you later at home,” he said absently. “You sleep in my room now. Your things were moved earlier today.”
“No, thank you.” I snorted, nodding toward the bartender for another drink.
“You’ve had enough alcohol. If you drink any more, you won’t be able to walk. Since Nikolas has left a mess of creatures mucking up my streets for me to handle, you’ll more than likely need your wits until I return to you.”
“Did you get the part where I said, no thank you? Or are you choosing to ignore me?” I answered pointedly, watching his eyes lift from his phone to hold mine.
“The bed in the room you slept in is broken and tossed into the trash until a new one is ordered. Unless you’d prefer to sleep with Cole in the guest chambers, my bed will have to suffice. I am not willing to compromise your propriety or force you to do anything you don’t wish to do, Remington. Cole, on the other hand, would use his magic to create an illusion where you’d be unable to tell fiction from fact, and you’d wake up in a compromised position.”
“Like when I woke up sucking your cock?” I asked, enjoying Cole’s choking as his drink went down the wrong pipe.
“Indeed. Exactly like that.”
“So the difference would be what, exactly?”
“I warned you that you didn’t have to do that for me. He’d enjoy it, and you’d end up waking to Cole doing much more than I would have allowed to happen without your consent.” Rhys pushed his phone into his pocket, lowering his eyes briefly to my mouth, then lifted them once more to hold mine in silent challenge, daring me to argue with him.
“So you didn’t enjoy it?” I asked, narrowing my eyes to the heat burning in his pretty azure gaze. He swallowed, smiling wickedly as he gave me a pointed look.
“I came for you, didn’t I?”
“Indeed, you did. That isn’t the point. Any bitch can make a man come; men are easy like that. The question wasn’t whether you came; it was whether you enjoyed it?”
His eyes moved up and down my face before he chose his words. “I’ve thought of little else than the feel of your pretty pink lips wrapped around my cock since you smiled with my erection between them. Is that what you wanted to know? If you’re asking me if I crave those soft lips around my cock again, Remi, I assure you that the answer is yes.”
I swallowed as heat pooled in my core, which clenched as his lips curved into a sexy smirk. He stepped closer, wrapping his fingers through the hair on my nape, and brought his mouth flush against my ear.
“I intend to finish what we started earlier when I get home tonight. I hope to find you naked and waiting for my return. If you’re asleep, I’ll take that as your denial, and wait for you to be ready to accept this thing between us, woman,” he whispered huskily, the gravel embedded in his tone running against my flesh. “Please be naked and waiting, so that I can give you what you crave, and what we both need.”
He dragged his soft lips over my cheek, slowly releasing me. Rhys gave me a pointed stare before turning and walking away. I watched him as the knights at the bar entrance turned and walked out behind him, disappearing into the night. My eyes slid from where he’d vanished to Nyx, bent over a table with Acyn behind her.
“That escalated quickly,” Cole muttered as he chuckled. “Looks like it’s gonna be just you and me tonight, Sunshine. Unlike Rhys, I don’t think you’ve had nearly enough to drink yet.”
I exhaled a shuddered breath, grabbing my cup to turn away from the couple going at it, uncaring that everyone here could see them. Of course, it was just me, Cole, and the bartender now, but still. Talk about a hussy. Freaking nymphs, they had one goal, and that was to get off, however, wherever they could. If only life could be so simple. I was almost jealous of her, considering the current need and state of my body. I’d been messed with more in the last few days than in my entire life put together.