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~Belinda's POV
Kael caught it, interlacing our fingers, his lips still working their way lower down my chest. He kissed between my breasts, then lower, slow trails that made me tremble.
Rowan pulled away just enough to watch, his breathing ragged, his lips swollen from our kiss. He smirked, his thumb brushing over my bottom lip.
"You like his mouth on you, don't you?"
"Yes," I whispered, my voice breaking.
Kael groaned low in his throat, his tongue circling me now, teasing, tasting. My head fell back against the pillow, my body arching helplessly.
Rowan leaned down, kissing me again, hard, as though the sight of Kael between my thighs drove him wild. He bit my lip lightly, then soothed it with his tongue, his hand sliding up to cup my breast, squeezing gently.
My moans filled the room, tangled between their mouths, their hands, their touches.
"Rowan… Kael… gods…"
