"Such a greedy little thing, aren't you, princess?"
Xander's soft laughter rippled through his body, sending tremors through the heated length pressing insistently against me.
"Are you sure you can handle both of us?"
As he spoke, his hand traced a languid path from between my breasts down to my stomach, coming to rest just below my navel. There it lingered, a deliberate tease that made me ache for more.
Such a tease. Meanwhile, his swollen length throbbed insistently against me, demanding to be buried deep within.
"I have no desire to agree with that damned pirate." Xavier murmured, settling down carefully to prevent his arousal from brushing my face. I felt his fingers gently stroking the crown of my head.
"You understand me, don't you? I'll be tender, cherishing you like the world's most precious treasure." His voice dropped to a husky whisper as he fought to contain the fire blazing in his throat.
