her come faster than she could even do for herself.
“I want you wrecked tonight, baby.” Drawing her to the edge of the orgasm, Declan stopped sucking to thrust his tongue into her slick folds. She shuddered, crying out as a hot, hard burst of pleasure shot through her body. She ground back against Adam as she came and felt the slickness of his arousal against her spine.
“Aah.” Aria found herself lost for words as sensation washed over her. She sagged back against Adam, trembling. In front of her, Declan rose to his feet, weaving his arms around her waist.
Surrounded by two hard male bodies, Aria felt an emotion that she couldn’t quite put a name to click into place.
She liked it.
“Off.” Impatiently she worked her hands in between her body and Declan’s and tugged at his belt. “Too many clothes.”
Reaching behind, she ran her palm over Adam’s hip. He rocked forward, pressing his erection into her bottom.
“Patience, little one.” Adam chuckled as he spoke, his hands tracing lightly over her spine. Aria bit her lip. If any other man had called her that, she would have been extremely irritated. In this situation, though, it seemed strangely right.
She barely knew the man, but she’d been born a witch, and she couldn’t deny the energy that was flying hot and fast around the room.
Closing her eyes, she decided to just let it take her where it would.
“More.” She reached behind her back to undo the clasp of her bra. Adam’s fingers nudged her aside, undoing the hooks and sliding the garment down her shoulders slowly, his touch sure.
“As the lady wishes.” Stepping back so that she could see his full length, Declan left Aria in the cradle of Adam’s arms and lifted his shirt up and over his head.
“Damn.” Aria whispered the word and saw the resultant tug upward of Declan’s lips. She didn’t care that he’d heard.
She was too busy looking at the hard ridges and planes of muscle that made up his torso. She’d deliberately buried the memory of his gorgeous body deep in her mind after he’d left, but now she drank in the sight.
Declan raised an eyebrow at her as his hands came to rest on his belt buckle, and Aria nodded, her mouth dry.
“More.” Declan undid the buckle of his belt, then pulled down the zipper of his worn jeans, the noise of the zipper a harsh metallic rasp in the air.
Behind her Aria could feel Adam’s muscles tighten, just as her own were, as Declan slid his jeans and briefs down over his lean hips. He stood naked in front of them, the impressive length of his erection pointing toward the ceiling.
“So hot.” Aria was momentarily disconcerted at Adam’s words when she realized that he was speaking of Declan. But she found she wasn’t jealous. And her body yearned to be between the two of them, on the bed, and the need overcame the strangeness of the situation.
Clearly both Adam and Declan still wanted her, even though they obviously lusted for each other as well.
“Your turn.” Declan reached for Aria—she noticed that he only stumbled a bit when the distance was short and his cane wasn’t present. Sitting himself on the edge of the bed, he pulled Aria down onto his lap, facing forward and waiting for Adam to disrobe.
The werewolf obliged with a cheeky grin. Aria had met shifters before, but never a wolf—they didn’t tend to congregate in Salem’s Hollow. Fascinated, she watched as Adam quickly divested himself of his clothing. He was shorter than Declan, not as lean, but every bit as ripped. His caramel-colored skin gleamed in the warm light of the solitary lamp, emphasizing the lines of his muscles.
“You okay like that, Dec?” Adam gestured to Declan’s leg and Aria, horrified at the thought that she might be hurting him, tried to stand. Declan banded his arms tightly around her middle, holding her in place as he nuzzled his face into her hair.
“I’m much better than okay,” he said hoarsely. Aria squirmed on his lap as his hands slid over her breasts, her belly and down to clasp her hips. When his fangs grazed the skin of her neck, right in the place where he had once loved to taste her, she arched her back and moaned.
She found herself a little bit disappointed that he didn’t bite.
“Declan. Adam. Please.” Aria didn’t know how much more teasing she could take. It had been so long, and she wanted them both so much. She reached out for Adam’s cock, which was thick and long and already damp at the tip. “No more teasing. I want it fast. I want it now.”
Before either man could argue, Aria bent at the waist and sucked the tip of Adam’s cock between her lips. His groan rent the air as she ran her tongue beneath the crown, then nipped with her teeth. His taste was warmer than Declan’s, more redolent of musk, and she found that she wanted more.
“Declan.” She writhed on the vampire’s lap. He anticipated her need. Lifting her hips momentarily, he pressed his length to Aria’s wet slit and slid inside, moving slowly so that she could feel every inch stretching her flesh.
“Goddess, that’s good.” Aria spoke around Adam’s erection. With the pleasure of Declan inside of her came a sharp bite of pain on flesh that had been so long unused, but she liked it.
“Aria.” Declan’s voice was husky as he clasped her hips in strong hands and urged her to rock back and forth. The movements caused her mouth to slide up and down the length of Adam’s shaft, and she held her breath as he slid deep down into her throat.
“Declan. She’s so beautiful.” Adam’s voice washed over Aria as she let the pleasure take her over. Looking up through the tangle of her lashes, she saw the werewolf’s head thrown back in need, the cords of his muscled neck standing out in sharp relief.
He was the beautiful one, him and Declan both. If Aria hadn’t felt secure in her own skin she might have been insecure in that moment.
With two gorgeous alpha males looking at her like she was a goddess, though, she thought that that would be a bit ridiculous.
“Lie down, Dec.” Adam’s voice was thick with desire as, with a great groan, he pulled his cock free of Aria’s mouth. Aria wasn’t sure what he planned to do, but as Declan lay back on the bed, his feet still flat on the floor, she began to have an idea.
Her nerves began to hum with anticipation.
“Brace yourself.” Aria’s pulse quickened as Adam placed his hands gently on her shoulders and eased her back until she lay flat on top of Declan, his cock still embedded inside of her. The new position changed the angle at which Declan penetrated her, and she gasped as the head of his cock hit a sensitive area deep inside.
“Aah...” When Adam clasped his cock in his hand and began to brush it through Aria’s slippery folds and lower, she couldn’t stop the flinch, despite her arousal.
“I’m not sure how I feel about that.” She couldn’t form a more delicate way to put it. “I don’t know if I want you...there.”
Beneath her, she felt Declan vibrate with laughter. The movement caused an interesting friction where their bodies were joined, and she propped herself up, her elbows on Declan’s chest, as she looked up at Adam with wide eyes.
The grin he gave her was wicked and unapologetic.
“I don’t intend to put my cock
“Holy goddess!”
Adam ran his cock along the exposed length of Declan’s before pressing the slick head against Aria’s opening. One thrust of his hips and the tip of his member had worked its way inside of her, pressed tightly together with Declan’s erection, and filling Aria so tightly that the pleasure and pain mixed and she saw stars.
“Oh. I don’t...I don’t think...” Adam began to withdraw, and Aria whimpered. It wasn’t an entirely comfortable sensation, but the razor sharp slash of pain was edged with dark pleasure.
“Go slowly, Adam.” Declan wrapped his arms around Aria’s waist from beneath her. He traced fingers over the plump undersides of her breasts as Adam again began to work his way inside of Aria, not stopping until both
