Zane’s eyes rolled up. “If there’s an opportunity to see the pretty pussy I was listening to you tend to, then fuck yeah I do. Sounded like you were trying to work half your hand into her.”
“Don’t talk like that about her. She’s more than some one-night stand you talk about in the change room.”
He tipped my jaw up so I was forced to offer him my lips, smiling for a moment before kissing me thoroughly. Fuck, we wouldn’t need to find a rag for Gaden. The sheets would work just fine. I squirmed against him, any audience falling away, and it seemed like an age since we’d done this.
It felt like a tide in my blood surged up, bringing with it a fine sheen of sweat and a hot throbbing between my legs. His firm grip, his hard body underneath me, I’d always liked it, but now? He didn’t let up until I let out a little whimper, smiling to himself when I did.
But the audience hadn’t gone away. Zane’s eyes had gone wide by the time we broke free of each other, his cocky grin wiped away.
“I’m blunt, but I don’t mean no disrespect. Your girl, if I met her on the street, I’d think she was hot. Here?” Zane shook his head. “She’s like some kind of angel, and I wanna pull her halo off.” Jai let out a little growl. “But I’d be fucking honoured if you let me watch you do it.”
His eyes were bleeding yellow again, and seeing those kitty eyes did something for me. It was like I was in some twisted hard core BDSM scene, being locked up and controlled in ways I had no chance of doing anything about, so seeing evidence that I could affect someone else was fucking hot. Zane couldn’t come any closer, grab me, drag me under him, and do exactly as he wanted. He had to wait and watch.
“You like that idea,” Jai said against my ear, sending shivers down my spine. “You want to show him what I do to you?”
“I…” I squirmed, trying to escape his ticklish caress and the thrum in my blood.
He stopped and turned me towards him, catching my gaze and holding it. “Truth, baby. Things aren’t going the way I’d planned, so I need that more than anything. You can’t lie, I’ll smell it.”
“Jai…” My voice died in my throat. “I love you,” I croaked out finally.
“I know.” He stroked the side of my face. “This isn’t about that though. Back home, we would have been sequestered and protected. No one would have come near us until we’d had a chance to settle the bond, but now? We don’t have that choice. I pushed us along and triggered your heat, making you receptive, and you are…” His eyes swung past me. “To more than just me. I…I can do this if I know what’s going on, if there’s no lies. Can you give me that?”
I grit my teeth, enamel grinding on enamel as the sheer fucking unfairness of all of this smashed into me again. I was getting better at shouldering that load, because what choice did I have? But I was never, ever going to like it.
“I’ll give you anything you want, you know that.”
“Then give me your pleasure.”
He kissed me sweetly before turning me back around. His lips were on my neck, his teeth on my skin, as his hand went for the hem of my gown, sliding it upwards. Zane looked like someone else entirely, every scrap of sarcasm and attitude wiped free as his beast roared to the surface, watching through his eyes as Jai did the slow reveal. Zane’s hand slid down to his pants on automatic, and I knew when the jaguar shifter had palmed himself by the great ragged gasp, something he echoed when Jai bared me to him.
“Fuck.” The word was little more than an exhale. “Look at her. She’s so fucking beautiful.”
There was something performative about what we did. I kissed Jai and leant back against his chest, feeling the cotton pull tight and chafe at my nipples, but the sensation was twined around the knowledge that Zane watched every second of it. Jai’s hand was possessive, digging his fingers into my thigh and pulling them apart, sliding upwards as soon as I obeyed and then covering me with his hand.
When I stared down at him, Zane had frozen at the edge of the bed,