SeduceMe by Calista Fox

her squeeze him tight when she came and scream out his name.
    Lust had never raged so strong and bright within him, not
even with Jane. It was a thrilling feeling, but also a terrifying one. Because
he truly would have to stay in control with her. He’d have to be very, very
careful not to—
    “Drake?” Jane’s lilting voice brought him around. She
grinned knowingly at him over her shoulder as she asked, “Are you okay over
there?”
    He’d probably growled or grunted, or maybe even said aloud
how thoroughly arousing the scene before him was without even realizing he’d
uttered a sound. It was impossible not to get worked up over the two women, and
Shana in particular as his gaze locked on her bare chest.
    In all honesty, he said, “She could give a corpse a
hard-on.”
    Jane giggled. “That’s not exactly a sexy image.”
    He groaned. “Don’t expect me to be poetic while I’m quickly
going up in flames over here.”
    Shana smiled softly. “I think it’s terribly sexy.” She
threaded her fingers through Jane’s blonde hair and said, “But he’ll have his
turn with me later.” Her eyes gleamed lasciviously and Jane seemed to revel in
their twinkly depths.
    “You say all the right things,” she told Shana.
    “If that’s true, it’s a first.” She coaxed Jane’s head
closer to hers and whispered, “Though I’d really prefer not to talk right now.”
    She kissed Jane. An obviously scorching-hot lip-lock that
left Jane breathless when she finally pulled away.
    No longer toying with Drake or needing to take the seduction
slowly, Jane’s head dipped to Shana’s chest and she swept her tongue over a
tight nipple, making Shana’s body jolt.
    Jane didn’t hold back. She palmed Shana’s breasts and
pressed them together, then she licked and sucked one nipple while rolling the
other between her finger and thumb. Shana’s head rested against the mound of
pillows in the corner of the sofa and her eyelids closed again, as though she’d
just willingly given herself over to whatever sensations Jane evoked. As though
she’d just freed herself of her own bonds and was accepting of the pleasure
another woman wanted to bring her.
    Drake found the silent surrender as provocative as it was
significant. She trusted them.
    Her faith in what transpired between the three of them
helped him to rein in some of his riotous emotions. He stood and moved to the
opposite end of the sofa, still just an observer, but he studied every nuance
of how Shana responded to Jane’s touch and how she tamped down her insecurities
to allow herself to be free enough to enjoy everything Jane did to her.
    The tip of Jane’s tongue feverishly flicked the rosy bud
against her lips until Shana was squirming beneath her and moaning softly.
    Then one of Jane’s small hands slid over the shimmery
material covering Shana’s stomach, moving lower until her fingers reached the
bare skin exposed by the slit in Shana’s dress.
    Drake’s fingers burned to sweep over the naked flesh the way
Jane’s did, first brushing lightly over the top of Shana’s thigh, then dipping
between her slightly parted legs to caress the sensitive inner portion of her
thigh. Shana’s body trembled, a visible vibration Drake somehow felt deep in
his core. His internal heat spiked, not a common occurrence for a vampire. It
was as though he’d been singed to the very depths of the soul he questioned
whether or not existed. It wasn’t supposed to, but how else could he explain
his humanity and the need to restrain his natural instincts when such a
compelling woman stirred his senses and made him desperate to have her?
    Fighting all his sexually aggressive tendencies was no easy
feat. He found himself popping off the buttons of his shirt as he pulled apart
the flap and yanked the hem from the waist of his suit pants. He truly was a
raging inferno of lust and longing.
    When Jane’s fingertips lightly grazed Shana’s pussy lips
through the thin material of her