Chapter 187

I stood slowly and continued to watch Damien pant. In a gesture intended to rile him I licked my lips seductively.

Bane jerked me up and I found my self upside down over his shoulder. I never took my eyes off Damien as he regained his composure. He looked truly shaken.

My attention was redirected when Bane threw me on the bed. The covers scraped my sensitive buttocks and I turned on my stomach. Before I could gain stability on my knees a body pressed between my thighs.

Strong arms held my chest flush to the bed as I knelt lewdly displayed for them. Hands grasped the fiery flesh Damien had marked. A hiss and a low moan escaped my mouth.

Christof's low laugh surprised me. Straining my neck I saw it was him between my legs staring down at my striped buttocks.

"You are like us now," he said stroking the lines.

Wiggling around I tried to make him stop stroking the marks. They were tender, but the caress was still erotic.

"Perhaps we leave them,"