Page 21 of Bound to the Beasts
I pull out a pair of black sweats.
“Come here.”
“What?”
“You heard.”His mouth curls into a devilishly sexy grin that instantly softens his features and his eyes flash with dark desire.
My heart does a little flip and I remember the intensity of his kiss earlier.It was a delicious connection that fed the hunger in me that has been unsated for so long.
“Come here,” he says again, his voice a little lower, almost a growl.He’s expecting to be obeyed.“Now.”
I do as he asks, a sense of being wanted coming over me as his gaze roams my body.
“Long time since I’ve been with a woman,” he says, curling his fingers into the front of the towel wrapped around my torso.His warm knuckles touch my flesh.
“Long time since I’ve been with anyone,” I say, looking down at him.
He looks up into my eyes.“By choice, not from lack of opportunity.”
“Yes, by choice.”
His attention flicks to the right.
I follow his line of vision.Branson is standing in the doorway with his dark shoulder bunched on the frame.His broad chest is beautiful.Strong pecs and small black nipples.He doesn’t speak, just appears curious as to what is going on in the bedroom.
“Maisey.”With his other hand Elias turns me back to look at him.“I want you.I want to be with you as much as a man can be with a woman.”
I swallow, a flutter of nerves suddenly attacking me.He’s in his human form now, but the thought of him turning into a huge wolf at any moment is somewhat intimidating.
“I’ll make it good for you,” he says.“I promise.”
“And Branson?”I whisper.
“I’m guessing he wants to watch.”
Fuck.Why does that turn me on even more?Elias said Branson had never been with a woman.Yet he kissed me.Was I turning his head?Was he waking up to what he really wanted ...both of us?
Elias tugs the towel and it falls to the floor pooling around my feet.The cool air slides over my nakedness.
“Fuck, you’re perfect,” he murmurs and draws his index finger across the under-curve of my breast, following the shape of me.
I shiver at the sensation and my nipples peak into tight little points.
“It’s a crime your body isn’t worshipped every night,” he murmurs, leaning forward and swiping his tongue over my left nipple.
I run my hand into his hair and flutter my eyes closed.“Mmm...”
Branson’s attention on us is like a hot caress and as I dampen between my thighs I wondered if his cock is hardening.
Elias moves to my other breast, fondling my saliva-damp nipple with his free hand as he sucks on the other.
“You two are hot together,” Branson says in a deep throaty voice.
I glance at him.He hasn’t moved, though there is a groin bulge pressing at his pants.
“You want to join us?”I ask, boldly.I haven’t had a threesome before.
“Not this time.”He smiles lazily.“Watching will do for now.”
