Claimed by Three by Rebecca Airies Page B

over the hardened bud, coating it with the juice.
    Kassius leaned in and lapped at the stiff tip. His soft hum of appreciation vibrated against her nipple. She reached for him. She barely skimmed over his hair before she felt a grip on her arms and they were pulled back.
    “Feel, baby. Just feel and watch.” Teague kept his hands loosely clasped on her arms.
    “You’re demanding tonight.” She glanced back at him.
    “This is only the beginning, Sephanie. We’ll get much more demanding before the night is over.” Berenger cupped her cheek and turned her face back to the front.
    “Sometime tonight, I’ll kiss and stroke you, all of you.” She scowled at him and then looked to Kassius.
    “If you have the energy after we’re through with you.” Kassius smiled. His head lowered to her breasts again. “Baby, I believe I was licking juice off your breast. I think I need more juice.”
    “If you’re thirsty, there is more to drink in that basket.” She’d noticed it while they’d pulled out food earlier.
    “I’m not thirsty, baby. I’m hungry for you.” Kassius took the square of fruit and drew it up her breast. He squeezed the fruit.
    Juice dribbled over her breast before running across her belly. She shivered when the light wind blew over the damp trails. Kassius leaned close and began lapping at the juice. He flicked at the taut nipple as he followed the path of the sticky liquid. The fleeting contact sent sparks of hunger shooting straight to the growing knot low in her stomach.
    He lapped at the juice on her belly, but he kept returning to her nipple. The tormenting licks contrasted sharply with the graze of his teeth. The prolonged tease drove her crazy.
    She tried to reach for him and pull him to her breast. Teague’s grip on her arms kept them at her sides. She wanted to draw Kassius closer so badly she trembled. He didn’t seem inclined to release her. Forced to watch, she couldn’t help anticipating where Kassius would lick or kiss. She wished Kassius would close his mouth over that nipple and suck.
    “You’re not cooperating, Sephanie.” Berenger tapped her lips with the piece of fruit he held.
    Unable to resist, she licked over the spot the fruit touched. The sweet taste of ripe anarine left her wanting more. She didn’t understand what Berenger meant about not cooperating with them. She hadn’t tried to stop them. The thought had never crossed her mind.
    “You’re not telling us what you need. We’re not letting you touch, but tell us where we should taste, stroke, or lick. Tell us what to do to you.” Berenger leaned close and lapped at her lips. His palm rubbed over her shoulder.
    She’d been so wrapped up in her frustration she’d forgotten Teague’s instruction to tell them what she liked. Would they give her what she wanted?
    “Your mouth on my nipples. The licking and teasing makes me burn.” She looked at Kassius, because he was the one teasing the most.
    “Does it? Let me see if I can feel how hot it’s made you.” He drew his hand over her thigh.
    She clamped her thighs shut and crossed one foot over the other. It was one of the few things she could do to slow them. She definitely ached for the pleasure she could find with them, but she had to see if they’d do what she asked.
    “Not until you show me you mean what you say.” She raised a brow and struggled to keep a straight face. She knew he could easily push her legs apart, and beyond the first touch, she’d offer little resistance. She might want her way too, but she craved the pleasure they could give.
    “Would you be talking about this, my Sephanie?” He leaned down and lapped at the nipple once before he closed his mouth around the tip. His teeth scraped gently before he began sucking on it.
    “Yes.” She arched her back to press the flesh harder against his mouth. The light suction sent shards of heat straight to her core.
    His palm stroked over her thigh as he tormented her nipple. Her senses seemed to