He jumped as I sent a shower of fire over his pants, destroying the fabric while leaving his skin unscathed.
I started to smile until I realized I’d removed all of his clothes.
Oh. My. God.
I had expected him to be large, but… damn.
Sol made no move to cover himself. Nor did he seem put off by my expression. If anything, it only deepened his smirk as he crawled onto the bed—directly over me.
“Rushing things?” he asked, his lips brushing mine.
“She does that,” Titus said, kneeling on the bed beside us while Vox circled to the other side.
Vox ran a finger across my cheek, his gaze kind. “Don’t be afraid.”
Oh, I wasn’t afraid.
I was in awe.
My hand slid between me and Sol, unerringly finding his shaft and giving it a sturdy stroke. His smirk fell on a hiss, his forehead dropping to my neck. “Claire.”
“As I said, she’s good at rushing,” Titus murmured, his flame dancing along my lips. “And here I thought the three of us could indulge you for hours.”
Oh, yes, please. “Who says you can’t?” I asked, batting my eyes at him.
His lips curled. “So needy, my Claire.”
“Our Claire,” Vox corrected, a stroke of cool wind meeting my wet flesh below.
I arched in response, my grip on Sol tightening and eliciting a growl from deep within his throat. “Fuck.”
Vox’s energy slithered through the bonds, his protective instincts warming the connection between me and Sol. Testing his control, I realized, marveling at how attuned the two of them were to one another. I explored the link, curious, and paused as Sol’s intense need consumed my senses.
Oh, wow…
He needed a lot more than my stroke.
Which gave me a wicked idea.
Because that cock… mmm.
I nudged him to his back, which took some effort considering his size, and kissed a path down the muscular planes of his chest and abdomen. His copper eyes watched my progression, his irises inflaming into dark pools of need as he realized my intent. Even Vox watched, transfixed by my motions, his own desire palpable.
And Titus.
My beautiful Titus.
He stood naked now by the bed, his palm lazily stroking his erection as he observed my descent.
I held his gaze for a long moment, recalling a conversation between him and Exos about them being okay with sharing me so long as they didn’t have to watch me provide pleasure to the other.
But he seemed fine now. Aroused, even. More so than I’d ever seen him.
And his smile gave me the courage I needed to continue.
This is… amazing.
I had no other word for it.