Page 89 of Revenant

His admission causes another wave of heat to course through me.

Koen: I want you to slip your fingers inside yourself. As deep as you can reach.

And I do. Skating over my most sensitive spot, I plunge my fingers inside, and my back bows off the bed. Picturing it’s Koen’s skilled, delicate fingers instead, edging pleasure from me. I bite down on the inside of my cheeks, almost unable to keep silent.

Koen: Rub your soaked fingers over your clit, get yourself there, but don’t you dare make a sound.

Removing my fingers, they find their way against my clit, applying the right amount of pressure that causes the base of my spine to tingle.

Koen: Are you going to come undone for me, love?

My speed increases, plunging my fingers back inside, craving the fullness, but it’s not enough. As I’m about to type my reply, suddenly the phone gets ripped out of my hand, and all my movements cease.

Elias stares down at me with a devilish grin I can only describe as hunger. And for the first time in my life, I have to question what’s going to satisfy the craving.

“What are you doing, kitten?”

I gulp, not knowing how to respond. He stares at the screen, reading over our conversation. Instinctively, I reach out, trying to get it out of his grasp, but it’s no use.

“Naughty, naughty. While I’m sleeping next to you?” His words drip with seduction, and before I know it, my fingers are moving on their own accord.

“I didn’t mean to wake you.”

“I’ve been awake since you checked the time.” His admission catches me off guard.

“So you’ve been…what? Watching me?” I quirk a brow at him, one I’m hoping comes off sexy and not like I’m constipated. “Does that get you off, Elias?”

“It can. But right now, I want nothing more than to bury my face between your dripping thighs.”

As if he’s listening, a message lights up my screen.

“Let’s see what lover boy thinks of the recent development.” Elias enters my passcode without fail. “If you think we don’t all know it, you’re sadly mistaken.”

The ring of a FaceTime call sounds throughout the room, and before I can get the words “hang up” out in time, Koen answers on the other end.

“Should’ve known,” he says, not the least bit surprised.

“Welcome to the show, Koen. Let me show you what you’ve been missing.” Elias gets off the bed, and I lean on my elbows to get a better view. He props my phone up on the dresser that rests on the wall across from us, angling it perfectly to frame me on the bed.

“What are you—” My words trail off, both sets of their eyes burning into me with anticipation.

“Make sure you scream loud enough for him to hear through the walls,” Elias instructs, my core instantly pulsing at the thought. Granted, with his hearing, I’m sure I wouldn’t have to be that loud.

Elias looks me up and down with hunger, licking his lips as though he can’t wait to indulge in a late-night snack. My eyes move to Koen on the screen, leaning back, his hand gripping his cock as he pulls the skin down, exposing the tip.

A sadistic thought worms its way through me, and it rolls off my tongue before I can stop it. “Be a good boy and don’t touch yourself,” I tell Koen, and Elias holds back a laugh.

“Excuse me?”

“I couldn’t make a sound, so you can’t touch yourself.”

“That’s hardly fai—”

“Those are the rules. By all means, Elias can hang up right now if you don’t want to comply.” A smirk spreads over my lips before it’s wiped away as Elias rips the blankets off me, exposing my most sensitive area.

Elias slowly licks his lips. “Figure it out, Koen. I’m not waiting any longer. Her arousal alone is enough to make me go mad.”

I quirk a brow in Koen’s direction, and with a huff, he obeys, tucking himself back into his boxers before leaning forward on his elbows for the best view. “Such a good boy,” I tell him just as Elias lowers himself, eyes leveling with my core.