Vox ran his hands through his hair again as he listened to Viper cover the events that had happened since he, Tor, and Lodar had been kidnapped. Gods, he could barely keep his mind on the tasks at hand. His mind kept drifting back Riley. He couldn’t forget the passion in her kiss, the way she looked spread out on his bed with her hands bound, and the thrust of her beautiful breasts. He remembered how they overflowed his hands as he sucked at the taut peaks when he claimed her. It had been too long since he had even a moment alone with her. He needed her.
“Vox!” Viper snapped. “What is wrong with you? You have been groaning for the past several minutes. Do you need a healer?”
Vox jerked and looked at his brother in irritation. “No, I don’t need a healer. I need Riley!” he retorted in frus
