Chapter 16 Katarina
Dorian’s room was decorated in blacks and maroons. I hadn’t paid much attention to it when I first arrived last night because…well because I only had eyes for him. But as I lay in his large bed beneath layers of blankets, I let my gaze roam the space.
There was a small kitchenette off to the left, like one you’d see in a studio apartment. Just enough space to cook a quick meal if Dorian didn’t feel like using the massive kitchen in the other part of the house. He was currently brewing a pot of coffee which smelled delicious.
On the other side of the room was the doorway to the bathroom. That space was almost as large as the bedroom area and held a copper clawfoot tub, a shower big enough for six people with multiple showerheads, and a walk-in closet almost the size of the one in my room.
The ceiling had been covered in metal tiles and painted black.
There were only a couple of windows giving a view of the open courtyard space in the middle of the abbey.
I hadn’t realized the building was shaped like a giant square with the center cut out of it until I looked outside Dorian’s room.
He kept the blackout curtains closed, and even now that it was probably time to get out of bed, that darkness wrapped me in her cozy embrace.
“What are you smiling at?” Dorian asked as he walked out of the bathroom.
He was completely naked and had zero issues with that.
I suppose being a shifter meant checking some of your modesty at the door, but I also figured that was just Dorian.
He knew exactly how good he looked with his toned body, wicked abs, and dark tattoos.
“Just wondering if we should get out of bed.”
“The answer to that is no. We should not get out of bed. Ever.” He poured me a mug of coffee as I laughed and handed it to me.
I sat up and wiggled my body back against the pillows.
Many of them had been knocked to the floor throughout the night, but Dorian had restacked them against the massive carved headboard a little bit ago and they now made a nice wall for me to lean against. The hot mug seeped goodness into the steam and I breathed in the fantastic scent.
“Smells good,” I said, taking a deep breath.
“Can’t beat freshly ground beans.” Dorian nestled in beside me but did not climb under the covers.
“Aren’t you cold?”
“Never,” he said with a smile.
“I’m jealous.” I took a sip of coffee and let the burn of the first taste radiate through my body. It was almost as good as an orgasm. Almost.
I was about to say as much when a knock at the door surprised us both, but Dorian recovered first. “Yes?”
“Have you seen Katarina?” Aiden asked through the wood.
I closed my eyes and bit my bottom lip. I didn’t want to upset him right now. But Dorian obviously didn’t read my mind. “She’s in here.”
“She’s…what?”
I opened my mouth to say something, but before I could even get a sound out, Aiden appeared beside the bed.
“Dude!” Dorian shouted. “We have rules for a reason.”
Aiden stared down at me, his nostrils flaring. “Rules?” I asked quietly, not liking the intensity of his glare.
“Yeah. No teleporting into the bedrooms,” Dorian answered, sliding out of bed and making his way back to the coffee machine.
“You invited me in,” Aiden said with a smirk, eyes still roaming over my body like he could see the nakedness underneath the covers. He could definitely smell the sex in the room. Even my human nose could detect that.
Handing Aiden his own mug, Dorian laughed. “You know I didn’t. Here.”
Aiden looked down at the steaming liquid and crinkled his nose. “No foam?”
“I’m not a coffee snob like you. Take it.” Dorian paused before adding, “Feeling better?”
Aiden nodded, grabbed the mug, and then sat on the edge of the bed next to me. I guess Dorian’s nakedness had zero impact on him. “I wish I could take you to my world. This crap the humans call coffee is atrocious.”
“Can you?” I asked. “Take me to your world?”
Aiden frowned and crinkled his forehead. “Nah. Probably not a good idea.”
“Yeah, they would kill him on sight,” Dorian added.
“Really?” I asked. “Why?”
“Long story.” He slid closer to me and tugged at the edge of the blankets. “What are you wearing under there?”
Dorian laughed when I tensed. Aiden kept skimming his finger along the hem of the comforter, just barely grazing my skin and sending shivers down to my toes. “Aiden. Look. I’m sorry if you thought—”
“Thought that I’d be mad you didn’t invite me to join you two last night?
Yes, I am upset about that.” He smiled at me, which twisted my insides and lit a fire in my core again.
His handsome face must have broken a thousand hearts.
A slight stubble was growing on his chin and his light hair hung effortlessly down to his ears.
He had a tee and jeans on, but I just kept imagining what his body looked like underneath.
Jesus, you would think my appetite would have been quenched after the night I had.
It definitely wasn’t.
Not even close.
I looked over at Dorian who laughed. “Up to you, Kitty Cat. I don’t mind sharing if that’s what you want.”
“Really?” I asked, meaning it surprised me to hear a man say that, not that I would take him up on his offer.
Dorian shifted his weight and sat beside me.
His erection was already growing, and I didn’t miss the way the light above him highlighted every peak and valley of his abs.
With his hand brushing over my head and then down the shoulder to the place where he’d marked me, he grinned.
“I may have claimed you as mine, but there is no need to be selfish. You have a hunger for both of us, and I am fully ready to help you feed that need.”
My mouth hung open in surprise, but Dorian quickly covered it with his soft lips. I melted into his touch once more and answered his question by darting my tongue between his teeth. He moaned against me and deepened the kiss, sucking on my bottom lip and then quickly swallowing my mouth again.
I felt Aiden lift the coffee mug out of my hand and then the bed moved as he crawled to me.
Dorian dropped his lips to my neck, and I looked over at Aiden, waiting patiently for my permission.
“Come here,” I said, holding out my hand until I could grab his head.
I pulled him in close and kissed his perfect lips.
Where Dorian was forceful, Aiden was meticulous.
He ran his tongue against every inch of my lips and gently pushed his way inside.
I sucked on his tongue, wanting more while Dorian nipped my earlobe.
When Aiden’s hand lowered the blanket so he could touch my bare nipple, I let out a small gasp of pleasure.
Dorian chuckled again and pulled the blankets all the way down to my knees.
Aiden sat back and looked at my body like a man dying of thirst in the desert.
He ran his fingers down my stomach, over my hip, and crossed to the inside of my thigh.
I opened my legs a little and a wicked grin spread across his face.
Without saying a word, and still staring at me, he moved his finger into my folds.
Pressing his lips together, he moaned when he felt how wet I already was.
I inched my hips into his touch, and he closed his eyes.
Dorian stood up on his knees and wiggled closer to me, the tip of his cock almost touching my breast. I grabbed his erection with my left hand and used the right one to guide Aiden’s fingers inside me.
He groaned again and shared a look with Dorian.
“I know,” my wolf said with a husky voice. “It’s incredible.”
“She is incredible,” Aiden breathed. He looked down at me and smiled. “You are a wicked one too, aren’t you.”
Suddenly feeling a raging need to take charge, I called him into me again. As I smashed my lips to his and stroked Dorian in time with Aiden’s fingers pulsing in and out of me, I let out a breath. I needed more, and I needed more now.
As though reading my thoughts, Aiden pulled away and ripped his shirt off over his head.
Like I expected, his body was perfectly toned and tanned and accentuated with a dark tattoo that snaked up the left side of his rib cage and ran across the top of his shoulder.
It wasn’t an image as much as it looked kind of tribal.
No doubt it meant something about him being fae, but I didn’t have the mental capacity right now to think about more than that.
Especially when Dorian pinched my nipple and sent a shockwave of ecstasy through me.
When Aiden stood to remove the rest of his clothes, I focused on Dorian.
His erection was slick with his own moisture, but I still bent forward and pushed him into my mouth.
He swore as I sucked on his length, taking as much of him in as I could.
He tasted like nature—like the trees and the sky and pine.
It was a scent unique to him that I was quickly realizing called to my deepest desires.
When Aiden climbed back into the bed, I pushed up to my knees and draped my arms across his neck. His erection pressed against my stomach and when I looked down at his size and smiled, he chuckled.
“Like what you see?”
“Very much.”
Dorian nestled up behind me, maneuvering his cock between my cheeks.
While Aiden and I kissed, Dorian reached around the front of me, stroked my sex, and squeezed my breast. His length slid easily between the folds, and I suddenly needed one of these men inside to calm the burning heat.
Understanding exactly what I wanted, Dorian laid down on his back, legs straddling my sides as he guided my entrance over his dick.