Sacrifice (Bloodline Vampires #1) - Katee Robert Page 0,26

a little bit.” Wolf pauses in the doorway. “But Malachi does. He’s got enough for all of us.” He disappears into the room before I can form a response.

What is there to say?

Walking into that room is a mistake. It’s a choice. I can’t pretend someone forced my hand or I was influenced by anything but my own lust. If I cross that threshold, there’s no uncrossing it.

Isn’t that what I came here for tonight, though? I didn’t bargain on Wolf, but I should have. Malachi as much as told me he and Wolf have a long and complicated history. I might not have fully comprehended they were a package deal. But that doesn’t change the fact apparently they are. Can I live with that?

I don’t know. There’s so much I don’t know.

Except…

All I’m doing is stalling, putting off the inevitable. I made my choice already. It might be the first fucking choice I’ve ever made, but it’s mine. I close my eyes and inhale slowly. I don’t think I’m ready to jump into bed with both of them. But the idea of watching?

I want that. I didn’t realize how much I wanted it until Wolf offered that option. A way to dip my toes into the water. I know I’m making excuses to do what I want, but it doesn’t matter as I retrace the path to Malachi’s door.

The men have their heads close together and are speaking in low voices. They turn as one and I have to fight the instinctive urge to flee. I swallow hard. “I’d like to…watch. If that’s okay with both of you.”

Wolf grins. “You know it’s more than okay with me, love.”

I glare at him, but it feels half-hearted. Against my better judgement, I’m starting to like his irreverent attitude. Kind of. I don’t know what it says about me, but I’m nowhere close to a place where I want to analyze that. I lick my lips and focus on Malachi. “Is that okay?”

He searches my face for a long moment, but must find whatever he’s looking for because he nods slowly. “Yes, it’s okay.”

10

I don’t know what I expect, but it’s not for the vampires to start making out as if I’m not in the room. I look around and finally move to the chair near the bed and sink onto it. Wolf digs his fingers into Malachi’s hair and wrenches his head back, deepening the kiss. They’re like two titans clashing, powerful predators at the top of their game and grappling for dominance.

It’s really, really sexy.

They seem totally lost in each other, which allows me to settle into the strangeness of this situation. To begin to enjoy myself. Malachi shifts in one of those blurring moments and bears Wolf to the bed hard enough to make the other man grunt. The sound reaches across the distance and sends a bolt of pure pleasure through me.

I shift in the chair, pressing my thighs together. It doesn’t alleviate the pressure at all. If anything, it makes it worse. Gods, I need to get control of myself.

Except…

Do I?

Malachi brackets Wolf’s neck with a big hand, forcing his head to turn to face me. “Look what you’ve done.” He hardly sounds like himself, his voice deeper and containing a rumble which nearly makes me moan. “Started something neither of us can finish tonight.”

Wolf grins, completely unrepentant. “Speak for yourself. Not all of us have that inconvenient noble streak of yours.”

He growls. Literally growls. “Mina, stroke your clit or I’m going to come over there and do it for you.”

I jolt. “What?”

“You heard me.”

I am seriously tempted to call his bluff, but I’m not sure it is a bluff. I’m also not sure I want to pull the tiger by his tail. Malachi’s managed to restrain himself until now, but if I keep poking him, he might finally force me to put my money where my mouth is.

I reach down beneath the hem of the oversized shirt I’m wearing and touch myself lightly. My breath hisses out before I can stop myself. The evidence of my need wets my fingertips and it’s a wonder I haven’t soaked through the chair. I lean back against it and drag my middle finger over my clit. This time, I can’t stop my moan.

Both men give moans of their own, the merging sounds making me look up and freeze. They’re both staring at my hand, their eyes gone molten with their respective magics. Malachi drags his thumb along Wolf’s jaw.