Backstage at the Freak Show (Harem of Freaks #7) - Crystal Ash Page 0,22

I grinned, kissing his neck with more force.

"What's gotten into you?" his breath hitched as my teeth dragged along his throat.

"Steluta's messing with Arjun." I cocked my head, listening to the muffled sounds of moans in the next aisle up. "And Connor too, sounds like."

"Sheesh," Hunter chuckled. "We haven't even landed in Romania."

"You know we have a saying in my country," I turned his mouth to mine. "It roughly translates to, 'we can die at any moment, so make love as often as you can'."

Hunter narrowed his golden eyes suspiciously. "Is that true?"

"Nah, I just made it up."

With that, I grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him in for a rough kiss. His teeth came down on my lip, making me moan and my cock jolt to attention. My split tongue caressed the inside of the pale wolf's mouth as he shoved me down on the seat.

I wrapped my legs around his waist and pulled his hips to mine just as he pinned my arms down. His cock felt just as hard as mine through our jeans, heavy, thick, and so fucking good as we rubbed against each other.

He bit my neck with a growl and my dragon roared back, fighting to dominate this wolf as wisps of smoke escaped my mouth.

This was what I loved about being with a man. We could release aggression in a healthy way, and play rougher than we usually could with women. I loved Mel and would've been happy enough just to be with her. But she encouraged Hunter and I to explore our attraction to each other. Before I knew it, I found myself in love with two people. She fell in love with four. Now, I couldn't imagine my life any other way.

“You drive me fucking crazy, you know that,” Hunter rasped against my throat. “Almost as crazy as her.”

“You’re a bigger cock tease than her,” I ribbed him back, loving the heat and weight of his hard body on top of me. So different than the softness of a woman, but still enough to make my dragon claw at the surface. I claimed both of my mates, but yearned to do it again and again. I wanted to leave no doubt in Hunter’s brain that he was mine.

“Because I have a cock,” he grinned slyly. “I know a thing or two about teasing them.”

I wrestled my arms free from his hold and bucked my hips to send him tumbling to the floor. I was on top of him in a flash, pinning him flat. Already, our chests heaved with ragged pants, our hearts pounding in tandem as they pressed against each other. If someone from the cockpit heard our tumble, they smartly didn’t come out to investigate.

“What are you two doing?”

We looked up to see Mel standing on her long, shapely legs, hands on her hips. Her cheeks were flushed and clothes rumpled, eyes dilated with lust. I could smell her arousal like the sweetest nectar.

“Waiting for you, steluta,” I grinned at her. “Seems you still want to play.”

“With you guys?” she smiled back. “Always.”

She took a seat, looking at us on the ground like a queen ruling over her subjects. I released Hunter to lean over in front of her and give her a long, languid kiss. Her moans from my split tongue caressing hers drove me wild. When she reached for the bulge in my jeans, her soft touch couldn’t come soon enough.

Hunter moved to the seat next to her, kissing her neck and spreading open her beautiful legs. I went to sit on her other side, my pants already down to my knees with my pierced head poking out of the top of my boxer briefs.

She took the moment to turn and kiss Hunter, melting under his touches as I lazily stroked my cock over my underwear. When his hand slid up her thigh to tease her clit, she practically hit the ceiling as she jolted in response.

“Someone’s jumpy,” he teased, kissing the tip of her nose.

“I’m really sensitive.” She was already panting. “Arjun…gave me one that was intense.”

“Damn pussycat,” I yelled loud enough for him to hear in the next aisle. He didn’t respond but I could just picture him rolling his eyes and sipping his tea with a smug grin.

“So we get to just tease you, rile you up?” Hunter’s eyes flashed excitedly, his hand moving under her blouse. “Until you’re ready for some intensity again?”

“I was thinking,” she said coyly, fingers trailing down