a low rumble and put his laptop to the side as I straddled his lap. I scowled at the phone as he smirked and answered back. The magic inside of me, something that I was now easily identifying as my phoenix, was jealous that we didn’t have his full attention.
“We need to increase the amount of security around the property. I know you may have to pull a team or two off of their current assignment.” His voice was relaxed, deep and smooth, causing me to shiver as his words finally fell over my ears. Atlas’s grip on me was anything but relaxed, though, as my lips experimentally pressed against his jaw. My eyes widened slightly as he grew harder underneath me almost immediately, my hips rocking against his just slightly. A whimper left my lips as he stilled my hips in a firm movement, his fingers moving from my hip to brush up my back, then to the back of my neck and across my shoulder where he brushed a thumb over the mark he had left on me. I wouldn’t lie, frustration rolled over me at how he was holding me, not allowing me to push further against him but still turning my body into a heated molten wave of desire. I wanted to know just how much I could affect the man.
Before I could move my lips up his jaw to his own, one of the doors to the bedroom suite opened and my eyes flashed up. I immediately locked eyes with Marco, whose smile grew as he made his way across the large living room, his amusement clear. I wasn’t positive at what, but it clearly had something to do with Atlas. I didn’t move from the man underneath me, and if anything his grip tightened, my skin breaking out into shivers as I watched Marco’s fingers brush across the smooth, cold marble surface of the tables and counters he passed. I couldn’t help but consider what it would feel like to have both of their hands on me at the same time.
I didn’t have to imagine for long, because all too soon, Marco was standing in front of Atlas, looking down at me. His large hands tilted my chin back before brushing a kiss across my lips, not seeming to pay any mind to Atlas's ongoing conversation or the frustrated sound that emitted from his dragon’s chest. I couldn’t lie, the idea of teasing Atlas just a bit appealed to me, and while deepening the kiss with Marco, my fingers tightened on Atlas’s shirt, wanting him to be part of this moment.
I may not always have understood the context of things, but I knew how my mates made me feel, and I had no doubt the two of them together would be an experience. My cheeks flamed slightly thinking about the twins and the last time we were in California.
“You look edible, baby girl,” Marco determined, pulling back as I felt a near pout slip onto my lips at his distance. I was finding that the more my mates touched me, the more I wanted their touch. Craved it. I really wasn’t positive how I was supposed to focus on much else. It was like what had happened with Marco had slowly begun to unravel a part of me I hadn’t been fully aware of. Even my dream last night had been more… creative than usual. A shiver of anticipation rolled over my skin as Marco sat next to us, his eyes holding a dangerous glint as he stretched an arm over the back of the couch and examined my body.
My nipples tightened under his gaze, and his hand twitched before he surged forward and tugged me from Atlas’s lap, making me smile. Atlas offered me a partly amused expression, seeming far less focused on his conversation than before as his frustration disappeared. Marco narrowed his gaze at his smile as I happily slid onto Marco’s lap, my hands finding their way into his dark wavy hair.
It was hard to not touch Marco when I was around him. The man was not only extremely handsome but seemed to hold an endless amount of confidence in his large, muscular frame. Even in a suit, I could feel all the hard parts of his frame pressed against mine, and there was an excitement knowing exactly what was under the suit, feeling as though I could see it whenever I wanted. My fingers brushed over his collar as