exactly hide how I was feeling. My rage was as obvious as it could be. “You know that. Don’t you?”
I do, I want to say, but the words leaving my mouth aren’t those.
“Prove it,” I tell her, a wicked grin spreading across my lips.
“Oh, is that how it’s going to be?” She laughs, returning my grin. “Very well.”
She pulls my shirt over my head before I have time to stop her, and then her hands fly straight to my belt. She unbuckles it with one quick movement, pulls it out from its loops, and then yanks my pants down. I kick my boots off as she frees my erections, my heart hammering away as I stand naked in front of her.
“I’ll give you proof,” she continues and then goes down on her knees before I can even process what the hell is happening. Reaching for me with both her hands, she wraps her fingers around my two cocks, her grip fierce and merciless.
“Fuck,” I groan, my eyes rolling as she starts to stroke me. She does it in a slow and tender manner, fanning the flames of lust inside me. It doesn’t take long before she settles into a frenzied rhythm, her hands flying over the length of my cocks.
She doesn’t stop there.
Looking up at me, she offers me one of her devilish smiles and leans in. Her lips part, her tongue darts out, and my brain almost explodes as I anticipate what’s going to happen next. Of course, when her lips finally touch one of my cocks, her tongue lapping at the tip, it’s so much better than anything I could have imagined. I shouldn’t be surprised. It’s always like that with her. It doesn’t matter how good I think it’s going to be—she always manages to exceed my expectations.
Opening her mouth, she rolls her lips down my entire length all at once, only stopping once the tip of my cock is pressed against the back of her throat. She holds her position there for a couple of heartbeats, but that doesn’t mean she’s perfectly still. While her mouth is busy with one of my cocks, her right hand keeps stroking the other, her coming and going motion never missing a beat.
Exhaling sharply, I thread my fingers into her and throw my head back. I groan once more, struggling to process all the pleasure coursing through my veins and failing miserably. After all, she keeps raising the stakes. Doing away with her stillness, she starts bobbing her head, ravaging my cock with her lips and tongue in the most delicious of ways.
It takes all I have not to explode right then and there. I hold my breath, grit my teeth, and use whatever willpower I still have left to control myself. That does it, but only momentarily. If she keeps going like this, I’m not going to last long.
She knows it, too.
Torturing me, she starts going even faster now, and I quickly realize she won’t stop until I’ve surrendered fully. She wants me to go all the way, to explode while my cock is inside her mouth, and I don’t know if I’ll be able to resist it either.
“Don’t fight it,” she tells me, popping my cock out of her mouth. Grinning, she then leans into the other one, her mouth and hand swapping places. She does it over and over again, driving me completely insane, and for a moment I almost follow her advice. Oh, it’d be so fucking good to come while she has her velvety lips wrapped around my cock.
“No,” I finally growl, pushing her back as I try to keep a clear head. “There’s still a lot more that we need to do.”
“Is that so?”
Picking her up from the floor, I look straight into her eyes.
“That’s exactly so.”
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Lamira
“Then prove it,” I tell him, repeating his words from before.
Grinning, I take one step forward and close in on him. He meets me halfway, resting both his hands on my hips, and then he pulls me up and into him. He does it easily, as if I don’t weigh a single pound, and his strength makes my heart beat even faster. I react on instinct, throwing my arms over his shoulders while tightening my legs around his waist. Never looking away from me, he takes a couple of steps forward until he has me pinned against the wall, and the air around us becomes electrified.
“Is this proof enough?” Lowering me slightly, he pushes the tip of