explode.
Elijah wasn’t even straining, the man just took him, driving in and spreading him wide.
He rocked with each thrust, the bed squeaking.
“Look at you.” Shiloh’s voice was husky, rough, awed.
“You can touch too.”
“Please. Please touch too.” Liam wasn’t above a little well-placed begging.
Shiloh smiled, the expression one of utter feminine power. She leaned harder on ’Lijah, reaching around to touch Liam’s cock, making him cry out. Her touch wasn’t tentative at all; she made him burn.
So did Elijah, who groaned and moved faster, banging against his ass.
All Liam could do was try and hold on. He grabbed a double handful of the bedcovers, his knees grazing his ears. His hips rolled up, abs curling, tightening so much they ached.
“God. You two make me nuts.” Elijah’s hand covered Shiloh’s on Liam’s cock.
“Uh-huh.” She gripped him harder.
“Oh, fuck.” Liam couldn’t move hardly. He could only take it. His toes curled, legs shaking as he got close. Fuck. “Fuck, please.”
“Soon, Liam.” Elijah’s face took on a hard cast, concentration in every line.
Shiloh’s palm dragged over his cock, the sensations making him bare his teeth. His balls drew up, his lower belly pulling tighter than he could ever remember. She rolled again, and it was more than he could take. He shot so hard his teeth rattled.
“Fuck! Liam!” Elijah slammed into him a few last times, driving hard.
“Oh, good Lord, you two are gonna set the room on fire.” Shiloh was laughing, breathless.
Hell, yes. He would have agreed out loud but he didn’t have the breath. Elijah grunted, flopping on him a little. Damn. The man knew how to fuck.
He soared, just flying. He barely heard the wind, even though it blew hard enough to make the glass rattle in the windows. That he actually saw over Elijah’s shoulder.
Shiloh looked over her shoulder. “That… Is that us?”
“Yeah.” Elijah raised his head. “I can’t move, I don’t think.”
“Me either. Hotel just has to hold up.”
“No shit.” They all laughed at that, collapsing on the bed together.
It was fucking bizarre, the three of them together, wrapped up in each other as if they had never been just strangers meeting at a cafe. At least he and Elijah knew each other online.
He chuckled. Elijah was definitely not cooler online.
“What’s funny, man?” ’Lijah wrapped one arm around Shiloh’s waist.
“Just thinking how you don’t come off near this hot in a chat room about magic.”
“No? You don’t find my typos a turn-on?” Elijah asked.
“Oh, I’m way more into your pedantic book reports.”
Elijah slapped his hand on his forehead. “Wounded!”
“You two are online buddies, huh?”
“We are.” Liam felt his cheeks heat. “ Buddies seems an odd word choice.”
“Well, it’s not as if we’ve been having cybersex,” Elijah murmured.
“No, just real sex.” Shiloh shook her head, her hair sliding over his and Elijah’s skin. “This is nuts.”
“Totally.” A corner of Liam’s mouth quirked. “But fun.”
She smiled, even though she was beginning to look a little uncertain. “Very fun.”
“Hey.” He leaned in, kissed Shiloh’s lips. “Breathe, sweet lady.”
“I am. I think.”
“Good.” He rested his forehead against hers. The situation was bizarre, but there was no sense freaking out about it.
The wind wailed through the room one more time, then abruptly stopped, the quiet eerie.
“Whoa.” Okay, that was fucked up.
Elijah nodded. “We need to figure this out, guys. The town could be in real danger.”
“You’re sure you didn’t… I don’t know, get any blood on the pages?” Liam asked. “Maybe you took it out of the bookstore?”
Her eyes went wide. “I did take it home, but so did you. You have it here, now.”
“It’s in the other room, yeah. But if it was bound to the store, and we didn’t know it…”
“We could put it back.”
“No.” Elijah sighed.
Elijah wasn’t even straining, the man just took him, driving in and spreading him wide.
He rocked with each thrust, the bed squeaking.
“Look at you.” Shiloh’s voice was husky, rough, awed.
“You can touch too.”
“Please. Please touch too.” Liam wasn’t above a little well-placed begging.
Shiloh smiled, the expression one of utter feminine power. She leaned harder on ’Lijah, reaching around to touch Liam’s cock, making him cry out. Her touch wasn’t tentative at all; she made him burn.
So did Elijah, who groaned and moved faster, banging against his ass.
All Liam could do was try and hold on. He grabbed a double handful of the bedcovers, his knees grazing his ears. His hips rolled up, abs curling, tightening so much they ached.
“God. You two make me nuts.” Elijah’s hand covered Shiloh’s on Liam’s cock.
“Uh-huh.” She gripped him harder.
“Oh, fuck.” Liam couldn’t move hardly. He could only take it. His toes curled, legs shaking as he got close. Fuck. “Fuck, please.”
“Soon, Liam.” Elijah’s face took on a hard cast, concentration in every line.
Shiloh’s palm dragged over his cock, the sensations making him bare his teeth. His balls drew up, his lower belly pulling tighter than he could ever remember. She rolled again, and it was more than he could take. He shot so hard his teeth rattled.
“Fuck! Liam!” Elijah slammed into him a few last times, driving hard.
“Oh, good Lord, you two are gonna set the room on fire.” Shiloh was laughing, breathless.
Hell, yes. He would have agreed out loud but he didn’t have the breath. Elijah grunted, flopping on him a little. Damn. The man knew how to fuck.
He soared, just flying. He barely heard the wind, even though it blew hard enough to make the glass rattle in the windows. That he actually saw over Elijah’s shoulder.
Shiloh looked over her shoulder. “That… Is that us?”
“Yeah.” Elijah raised his head. “I can’t move, I don’t think.”
“Me either. Hotel just has to hold up.”
“No shit.” They all laughed at that, collapsing on the bed together.
It was fucking bizarre, the three of them together, wrapped up in each other as if they had never been just strangers meeting at a cafe. At least he and Elijah knew each other online.
He chuckled. Elijah was definitely not cooler online.
“What’s funny, man?” ’Lijah wrapped one arm around Shiloh’s waist.
“Just thinking how you don’t come off near this hot in a chat room about magic.”
“No? You don’t find my typos a turn-on?” Elijah asked.
“Oh, I’m way more into your pedantic book reports.”
Elijah slapped his hand on his forehead. “Wounded!”
“You two are online buddies, huh?”
“We are.” Liam felt his cheeks heat. “ Buddies seems an odd word choice.”
“Well, it’s not as if we’ve been having cybersex,” Elijah murmured.
“No, just real sex.” Shiloh shook her head, her hair sliding over his and Elijah’s skin. “This is nuts.”
“Totally.” A corner of Liam’s mouth quirked. “But fun.”
She smiled, even though she was beginning to look a little uncertain. “Very fun.”
“Hey.” He leaned in, kissed Shiloh’s lips. “Breathe, sweet lady.”
“I am. I think.”
“Good.” He rested his forehead against hers. The situation was bizarre, but there was no sense freaking out about it.
The wind wailed through the room one more time, then abruptly stopped, the quiet eerie.
“Whoa.” Okay, that was fucked up.
Elijah nodded. “We need to figure this out, guys. The town could be in real danger.”
“You’re sure you didn’t… I don’t know, get any blood on the pages?” Liam asked. “Maybe you took it out of the bookstore?”
Her eyes went wide. “I did take it home, but so did you. You have it here, now.”
“It’s in the other room, yeah. But if it was bound to the store, and we didn’t know it…”
“We could put it back.”
“No.” Elijah sighed.
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