Coming Feb. 10th!
The bedroom is dark with the curtains closed, only the dim light of the moon shines through the sheer curtains. I can still see what matters though. I stalk across the room, my bare feet silently sinking into the plush carpet. My eyes have already adjusted to the darkness.
Bianca’s soft moans fill the quiet air. They’re almost whimpers, but i recognize them as pleas for pleasure. I live for that sound. I want more, I want to be the one forcing those soft sighs from her lips.
I don’t know when it happened, but the beast in me has calmed.
It’s because of her, I know it is. She brings out a different side of me, but I can feel it slipping when Damon’s with her. I can feel it clawing at me to rip him away from her.
My fingers wrap around the bedpost, my eyes on them, watching how he kisses her slender neck and she arches it back in return, exposing more of her soft, sensitive skin to him.
She knows this is wrong. All three of us do. But the forbidden is too tempting to refuse.
She closes her eyes, a soft gasp escaping her lips as his thumb travels over her hardened nipple, slowly down to the curve of her waist. I don’t usually watch, I’m not a patient man, but seeing her in complete and utter rapture, enjoying his touch is something I’ve never seen before. Not from so far away. I’ve never admired her like this before. It’s intoxicating.
She holds my attention and makes me want things no one else has. She also brings out my jealousy. My dick hardens and my blood heats as her fingers spear through his hair and he leaves opened mouthed kisses down her belly, slowly crawling lower and lower. I've never had to deal with jealousy when it's come to Damon; we've always shared... everything. We’ve always shared women, but none of them were like her.
Our honey bee.
I’m not the only one that’s changed. There’s a different side to him too, a more aggressive side. He may think that he’s hiding it well, but I see it all too clearly. My grip tightens on the wooden post as the bed creaks and Damon crawls between her legs. He doesn’t look back over his shoulder. He doesn’t take his eyes away from her.
Neither of them see me.
My honey bee spreads her gorgeous legs wider for him, her heels digging into the mattress as she bends her knees and scoots her hips closer to him.
He groans, loving how she wants him.
My heart stutters in my chest. I thought she wanted me too. I’ve seen the same lust shining in her eyes when she looks at me when I take her. I’m sure of it. I know she wants me.
My heart races as I move forward, my knee sinking into the mattress as I crawl to her, finally getting Bianca’s attention. Her teeth dig into her bottom lip, her chest rising with a heavy breath.
I won’t stay away and give Damon a chance to steal her from me. I don’t know where I stand with Bianca on my own; I don’t know where I stand with him either, but I’m going to take what I want.
I close my eyes, with sweet satisfaction as she reaches out for me, her soft fingers drifting easily down my chest, running through the small spatter of chest hair. Her touch almost tickles, but it’s too seductive. A spark of electricity ignites my body.
I don’t have to look at Damon to know that he’s staring at me. I can feel the heat in his eyes, the same jealousy and uncertainty that I feel. Nothing will ever be the same between us. My eyes focus on her gorgeous brown eyes with flecks of gold, reflecting the dark desire that crackles between us. But her eyes flicker to his, and then back to mine.
My blood courses with adrenaline, fueling me to possess her. I hate that I’m sharing her, just as much as he is. It never used to be this way. But with her, I’m playing a different game.
For now, while we’re hidden here in our safe house, paid to protect her and keep her free from danger, I’ll play along. I’ll continue to do what I done for years and share her with my best friend. Her soft lips press against mine, her right hand spearing through my hair, twisting and pulling gently as her tongue slides across mine with swift strokes.
But as soon as she’s safe, as soon as the danger is gone, I’m taking her.
I can’t share her. Not anymore.