Elaine's Pov
Damien's words hung heavy in the air, sinking into my skin like the chill of the night. It's going to be a long night. The way he whispered it, dark and smooth, sent a shiver down my spine that had nothing to do with fear.
Kai's ragged breath in the background was like a ghost brushing against my skin, but it wasn't enough to pull me out of the fog Damien was wrapping around me.
Damien's lips hovered just above my neck, his breath hot and slow. He didn't move, didn't touch, just waited, like he could hear the way my heart pounded in my chest. His hand tightened around my waist, pulling me just a little closer, enough to make me feel every line of his body pressing into mine.
My mind screamed to pull away, to fight the pull of his touch, but my body… my body had other plans.
I felt the sting in my palm, the slow trickle of blood still fresh from the cut. Damien's thumb slid over the wound, gathering a small bead of it before lifting it to his lips. His tongue flicked out, tasting me, and the way his eyes darkened made my breath hitch.
Behind me, Kai shifted. I could feel the heat of his stare, the tension in his body as he stood there, forced to watch. But he didn't move. He didn't stop it.
Damien's fingers trailed up my arm, slow and deliberate, leaving a trail of heat in their wake. His lips followed, brushing soft kisses from my wrist to the crook of my elbow, each one sending sparks through my veins.
"You taste better than I imagined," Damien murmured against my skin, his voice low and thick. "I wonder if the rest of you is just as sweet."
My breath caught, my body arching involuntarily into his touch. I wasn't sure if it was the blood loss, the heat pooling in my stomach, or the look in Damien's eyes, but my knees felt weak, my thoughts fuzzy.
Damien's hand slid to the hem of my shirt, his fingers slipping beneath the fabric, cool against the burning heat of my skin. He didn't rush, didn't pull—just let his fingertips graze over my stomach, teasing the sensitive skin there.
My head fell back against his shoulder, a soft gasp slipping from my lips.
Kai's breathing grew heavier behind me, a rough, broken sound that made my heart twist. I didn't have to look to know what he was doing, but the thought of it was enough to make my panties wet.
Damien's lips found my neck again, his teeth grazing the sensitive spot just below my ear. "Do you feel that?" he whispered, his voice like silk sliding over my skin. "Do you feel how much he wants you?"
My eyes fluttered shut, a moan catching in my throat. I did feel it—the heat rolling off Kai's body, the tension in the room so thick it felt like it could snap at any second.
Damien's hand moved higher, pushing my shirt up inch by inch until it was bunched just beneath my chest. His other hand slid around to cup my breast, his thumb brushing over my nipple through the thin fabric of my bra. The touch sent a jolt of pleasure straight to my core, my body arching into him.
Kai let out a low growl, the sound vibrating through the room. My eyes flicked open, meeting his across the dimly lit space. His eyes were dark, filled with something wild and dangerous, but he didn't move. He just watched, his hand moving slowly at his hard, naked cock. The hunger to be where Damien was almost swallowing him up.
Damien chuckled softly against my neck. "Look at him," he whispered, his breath hot against my ear. "Look at how much he wants you… but he can't have you. Not tonight."
My breath came in quick, shallow gasps as Damien's fingers found the clasp of my bra, undoing it with a practiced flick. The fabric slipped from my shoulders, falling to the floor, leaving me bare beneath his touch.
Damien's hands roamed over my now-exposed skin, his fingers tracing slow, lazy circles around my nipples, making me shiver with need. His lips followed the trail of his hands, kissing, nipping, teasing until my body was trembling in his arms.
I could feel Kai's eyes on me, could hear the rough, strained sounds of his breathing as he watched. The heat of his gaze burned hotter than Damien's touch, and the combination of the two had me teetering on the edge of something I couldn't name.
He touched himself now not because Damian had asked him to but because he needed it, to release, to cum unless he would run mad.
This was punishment.
Damien's hand slid lower, fingers dipping beneath the waistband of my pants, brushing against the damp heat between my legs. I gasped, my hips bucking into his hand, desperate for more.
Kai let out a ragged breath, his eyes dark and wild. My gaze locked with his, the tension between us sparking like a live wire.
Damien's fingers moved slow and steady, teasing my clit with soft, circular motions that had me biting my lip to keep from crying out. His other hand cupped my breast, his thumb flicking over my nipple in time with the rhythm of his fingers below.
"Moan for me, baby," he whispered, his voice filled with a lustful sedation.
My body arched into him, my breath coming in quick, shallow gasps. The room felt hot, the air thick with desire and tension, and I was drowning in it.
Damien's lips found my ear, his voice a dark whisper against my skin. "You're mine tonight," he murmured. "Every moan, every shiver—it all belongs to me."
My eyes fluttered shut, my body trembling on the edge of release. I could feel Kai's gaze burning into me, could hear the rough, desperate sounds he made as he watched, and the combination of it all pushed me over the edge.
My orgasm hit me hard, a wave of pleasure crashing over me as Damien's fingers worked me through it. My body convulsed in his arms, my breath coming in ragged gasps as I rode out the waves of ecstasy.
When it was over, Damien didn't let go. His hands roamed my body, his lips trailing soft kisses along my neck and shoulders, keeping me on the edge of sensation.
Kai stood in the corner, his body tense, his eyes dark and wild. He didn't say a word, didn't move, but the look in his eyes said everything.
Damien's lips brushed against my ear one last time, his voice low and filled with dark promise. "You will have to take us all in soon,"