“Sit back on your heels, beautiful,” Levi chuckled. “You won’t hurt him.”
Would I like this? I wasn’t entirely convinced. I felt incredibly exposed in this position, but I trusted them to take care of me and to stop if I didn’t enjoy it. I sat back tentatively, and Hiram reared up to deliver a stimulating kiss to my clit before I could ask what to do next. I made an embarrassing sound somewhere between a surprised cough and a needy whine as he burrowed his face against me.
“Grind on him, beautiful,” Levi encouraged. “Take what you need.” I didn’t need the reminder. As soon as Hiram’s tongue had made contact, my hips had moved of their own accord. I undid my top buttons to slide my hands into my shirt, toying with my hard, aching nipples, and Hiram’s eyes flashed in approval.
I felt wicked, staring down at him between my thighs, evidence of my arousal on his face. Wicked and powerful. Maybe I didn’t need to follow my mates’ lead when it came to this stuff. I was the first female to run for the Council, I didn’t need them to tell me what to do.
“Are you going to come on his face, beautiful?” Levi asked, a raspy edge to his usually smooth voice. Then again, it was kind of sexy letting them boss me around sometimes.
“Should I?” I asked on a breathy moan. “Does that mean I'm not punishing him anymore?”
“Oh, don't worry about that. When he has to sit in the corner and watch you ride my cock instead of his face, that'll be punishment,” Levi chuckled.
Hiram groaned against my clit, and the vibration pushed me over the edge. I bit down on a scream, falling forward onto my hands and pulling away from Hiram's mouth to give my sensitive nerves a break.
“You taste incredible, babe,” Hiram said, tipping his head back to look at me, licking his lips.
“Thanks. Now get in your corner,” I panted.
Chapter 15
I rolled to the edge of the bed and sat with my eyes glued to the sexiest scene in Avalon playing out right in front of me. The corner time wasn’t great, but the view was excellent.
“Are you going to let me fuck you, beautiful?” Levi asked, giving Shira his smoothest smile that always seemed to make her melt.
“No,” she replied determinedly, tipping her chin up. “I'm going to fuck you.”
I groaned, biting my lip at how fucking sexy Shira was. I don't even think she did it on purpose. When she let go and just let herself feel, she was some kind of divine goddess of sex and orgasms and I had to think about some really unsexy shit to stop myself coming in my pants.
Levi smirked at her, sitting back against the pillows in a blatant invitation for her to get on top. She didn't hesitate, swinging her leg over his and lining him up with her entrance. Shira’s confidence was growing by the second, both with her body and her relationships with us. She wanted to touch us now.
Shira eased herself down a little, testing the angle. Levi was biting his lip, holding himself unnaturally still, and Shira’s tiny suck of air was almost enough to undo me. Was this punishment? I mean, I guess I wasn't the one about to be balls deep in our mate so maybe I was being punished, but I could think of worse fates than Shira's taste on my tongue and a front row seat to her orgasm.
Shira gripped Levi’s shoulders for balance, her nails digging into his skin as she sank down on his cock. The lucky fucking bastard. I got the feeling this was his “punishment.” Shira wanted control, wanted to fuck the memory of that other gold right out of him, the little savage. And I was going to sit here, watching her back, fucking my hand like a horny teenager, loving every second of my life.
She rose before slamming back down on him. Levi’s eyes rolled back and Shira let out a long, breathy moan that I swear to the gods I felt in my dick. She ravaged him; there was no slow, romantic lovemaking happening here. This was fucking. Levi's hands gripped Shira's