Chapter Forty-Nine
“f**k, you’re telling me those little shorts are the only thing separating us from her p***y?” Lover asked as he came over to the couch.
“Why don’t you come and find out?” King purred, his voice dropping into a deep murmur that made my clit pulse.
Demon pulled back from kissing me, his eyes practically glowing behind the demonic skull mask. He traced the waistband of my shorts with his fingers still hooked beneath the elastic. “You have no idea how much you test my self control, Sandra.”
Lover knelt beside Demon, his hand resting on the other man’s shoulder. He still had on the skull mask, his hair hung in wet curls around his shoulders. A pair of black sleep pants hung low on his hips and I could see the tenting of his half hard c**k.
“I do. He wants you so much th
