Chapter 10
Oriana froze at Sloan’s crude words and studied his shadowed features. Maybe just his idea of talking dirty. No big deal.
“Bad enough that I don’t want to have a conversation about it.” She glanced down when Dominik shifted over her. Sloan and Tyler withdrew their fingers, and Dominik braced his hands on either side of her hips, his posture tense—almost protective. Only, the way he licked her juices from his lips made her think that he’d rather devour her than keep her safe.
She shivered as he lowered his dark head to press his lips to the center of her chest. He worked his way down with little kisses. She closed her eyes and rested her head on the pillow. His soft, hot lips, felt so nice on her flesh. Soothing even.
A hand clamped around her breast. She gasped as Tyler suck
