Dusk Avenger (Flirting with Monsters #3) - Eva Chase Page 0,35

and not only because his gorgeous face could steal my breath.

A deeper, sweeter emotion than desire welled up inside me. Even without peeking inside my head, I doubted it’d escaped his notice that my mood had gotten pretty dour during the drive. None of the shadowkind really needed pit stops. He’d come up with this scheme as much for my benefit as the fun he’d planned for my birthday last night. Why?

I wasn’t really sure, but I did know how badly I wanted to show him I’d noticed and what it meant to me. How much he was coming to mean to me. I could have invited him into my bed, but that was just a night’s work for an incubus, wasn’t it? He’d indicated before that no other mortal woman had ever wanted anything from him other than his talent for pleasure.

So maybe it was time he got to experience what it was like to be at the receiving end of that kind of attention. I could invite him into bed after all.

I held out my hand to him. “Come here. You arranged all this—I think you should get to enjoy it as much as anyone.”

He cocked his head. “What exactly did you have in mind, Miss Blaze?”

The suggestive lilt he gave the nickname sent a tingle all the way down to my toes. Even if I was focusing on him, I was still going to enjoy this a hell of a lot myself. “Get over here already, and you’ll find out.”

Thorn coughed. “In that case, perhaps I should—”

Ruse gave the warrior’s arm a tug as he ambled over. “I don’t see any reason for you to go anywhere, my friend. Our mortal here has been known to require, shall we say, additional servicing.” He winked at me.

He seemed more at ease saying that—like he’d relaxed more when I’d asked him to join me and Snap last week. If he preferred the company, I sure as sugar wasn’t going to say no. I peeked at Thorn through my eyelashes as coyly as I was capable of. “The more, the merrier?”

The warrior’s tan complexion flushed slightly pinkish. He glanced between us as if waiting for one of us to laugh and say it was all a joke. When we didn’t, he took a step closer. His voice came out with a roughness that got any part of my body that hadn’t already been tingling on board. “If m’lady wishes it…”

Ruse did laugh at that. “Just get your medieval ass over here, my friend.”

I poked the incubus in his deliciously sculpted chest, prodding him toward the bed. “I’m starting with you. Now strip.”

“Oh, getting bossy, are we?” He raised his hands to the buttons of his shirt, the glint in his eyes turning more heated.

He didn’t move fast enough for my liking. Before he’d finished unbuttoning his shirt, I was reaching for the fly of his slacks. Ruse let me undo it and stepped out of his slacks gamely, finally shedding that shirt so nearly all the well-muscled planes of his body were on display.

“This doesn’t seem quite fair,” he remarked as I pushed him the last few steps to the bed, but when he reached for my blouse, I shook my head. He glanced past me to his comrade for assistance. “Thorn, are you going to get to work on her or what?”

Thorn let out a low rumble of a chuckle from where he was standing behind me. I rarely heard a laugh out of him—it turned my earlier tingling into an eager flare of desire.

“I don’t believe you’re in command of this encounter, incubus,” the warrior said.

I smiled. Indeed he was not. “Down you go,” I instructed Ruse.

The incubus sprawled back on the bed, everything on display other than the bulge hidden behind those briefs, so languidly sensual in his pose I practically orgasmed just looking at him. He shot another remark at Thorn. “But don’t you want to see that lovely form on full display? I doubt you’re in this to ogle me.”

That much was true too. Thorn rested his broad hands on my waist, grasping the hem of my shirt. “May I?” he murmured, his gravelly voice full of promise. Who was I to argue?

I raised my arms so he could pluck the blouse off me and then squirmed out of my undershirt with its silver-and-iron badge before he had to deal with that. I stayed put just long enough for Thorn to cup my breasts through