The Viper's Nest (Kit Davenport #4)(32)

Fuck.

Arousal surged hotter inside me, and I bit the inside of my cheek to keep myself from going out there and joining in. Shit, if it had been Cole or even Cal with his fingers inside my Kitten’s cunt, his lips on her clit, I wouldn’t have spared a second’s indecision. But it was Wes, and he had never participated in a threesome... to my knowledge. Let alone any more than a threesome.

So instead, we stood inside the kitchen and watched like hungry wolves.

When she came, screaming her release with her taut breasts heaving and glistening, it was only with my carefully practiced control that I was able to maintain my dignity.

“Fuck this,” Cole muttered. “This is torture far worse than anything I’ve done in the past. I’m going to bed to beat one out. See you in the morning, Alpha.”

He clapped me on the shoulder as he left the kitchen, but I couldn’t tear my attention away from the scene in the hot tub. I always had been a bit of a voyeur, so this was nothing new for me. My only twinge of guilt was that Wesley might object to me watching, but as he and Kit switched positions, he clearly saw me.

I tensed—preparing to leave—but after a moment, his head dropped back against the pillar in ecstasy while his erect dick disappeared into Kit’s perfect mouth.

Bloody hell, that’s hot.

Why I did this to myself, I had no idea. I was constantly testing the limits of my own control, always pushing the line to reaffirm my grip.

Contrary to what I suspected Kit thought, I truly had no idea what I would become after she changed me. But I knew it was something wild, ferocious, and above all, fucking straight-up dangerous. It had always been with me in the back of my mind for as long as I could remember.

As a child, my control had been weak, and I’d let it guide my actions, which had landed me in military school in the first place. A blessing in disguise, as that was where I’d met Cole, but also where I’d perfected the mental cage that I kept it captive inside.

Control was my only constant. It was my salvation from myself, and I was terrified to consider what might happen if—when—Kit finally broke that cage apart.

So there I stood torturing myself in the most exquisite way, forcing myself to hold control while I watched my girl suck my teammate’s cock, working him into a frenzy then swallowing his load.

Shit.

The creature in my mind threw itself at its bars over and over, demanding to be let out, as it had been doing more and more often lately. I knew I couldn’t hold him forever, but I could appease him—and me—for a little while.

Turning away from the scene in the hot tub, I meticulously unpacked the rest of the groceries and prepped the coffee machine for the morning. Through the house, I heard the sounds of Kit, Wesley, and Caleb coming in from the hot tub, laughing and joking with one another as they made their way to their separate bedrooms to dry off and change.

The one good thing about this mansion that we were hiding in was that there were plenty of bedrooms, so no need to try and coordinate who would be sharing Kit’s bed every night. On the downside, it meant there was no convenient excuse to sleep in her bed.

“River.” Her sensual, husky voice pulled my attention to the door frame where she stood in nothing but a small towel. I bloody loved her voice. It was pitched low, not like the breathy, girly voices of so many women I’d been with before. She was confident, intelligent, and downright the sexiest thing I’d ever laid eyes on.

“Kitten,” I replied, leaning my butt against the counter and folding my arms over my chest while I took her in. The scrap of towel just barely covered both her breasts and cunt, and I couldn’t wait to tear it off her.

“I figured it was probably you in here.” She smirked at me with hungry eyes, and I mentally thanked whatever higher power there was that she’d chosen me. She was my equal in every way imaginable. My perfect match.

“Cole was too, but it all got a bit much for him,” I told her in the interest of full disclosure. One thing I was very firm about with my team, and even more so now that Kit was sexually involved, we didn’t keep secrets. The twins infraction, keeping their knowledge of magic hidden, had been a serious one, and they both understood the thin ground they walked now.

“Hmm,” she murmured, padding closer to me on wet feet. “So, what do you want to do now... sir?”

It took everything in me not to grin. Fuck, I was in love with this woman. She knew perfectly well what it did to me, hearing her call me sir. She did it often, too, teasingly. But tonight she was playing with fire...

Narrowing my eyes, I mentally cursed myself for not wearing a tie today. I’d spent a long time undercover in a Fortune 500 company prior to Alpha Team being assembled and fallen in love with suits, however, a tie was a bit much when we were literally in the middle of nowhere.

“Go to my room and get on the bed,” I ordered her in a quiet, no-nonsense tone. “Face up, legs spread.” My face was carefully held in a blank expression born of years of practice, but inside, my gut was flaring hot with excitement and anticipation.

She barely hesitated a split second before nodding. “Yes, sir,” she replied, dropping her towel right there on the floor and sauntering stark, bloody naked through the house to my room.

Bugger. She really was going to test me. So much more than I’d ever tested myself.

The bedroom I’d claimed for myself was on the ground floor, right next door to Cole’s, and I chuckled to myself knowing he’d be hearing Kit’s moans of pleasure very soon. It was a little cruel, yes, but also pretty funny.