Free Guardian's Flame [Guardian City 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) by Grace Lynn

at the pointed ear, before hopping on his stool. He could feel the stares of the tables closest and wondered how far they would have to take this before they even made it on stage.
    The next dancer was in the middle of her dance when the bartender finally brought their new round of shots. Jason grabbed one, and slammed the liquor against his throat, amazed that the burn was gone. A single shot remained, and D grabbed it before Jason could. Jason smiled as D pulled his undershirt up completely, showing off his perfectly golden skin to the world. He poured half the shot slowly over his brown nipple, and Jason jumped for his mate. He cut Nathan off, and slowly licked the falling liquid off the hardening nipple. He flicked the nipple, surprised at the moan that could be heard over the music. Jason bit, and blood leaked from the nub. He licked off the droplet, sucking the nub in his mouth. Nathan had moved behind D, calling attention to a dominant side of their caveman mate. D humped against them both, and Jason smiled around the nub that begged for more attention.
    The buzzer sounded, and Jason let the flesh go. He signaled to the bartender to bring more drinks. Jason slid on the stool and D grinded against his lower back as they waited. The feel of the length behind him made Jason whimper. He pushed against the length, before spinning his stool around. D jumped out of reach with that Elvin smile that stated he enjoyed the playing. I want to fuck. Now.
    We are waiting to be pulled backstage. D smiled at his mates as he pulled out a dagger from between his legs. Jason cringed thinking there was something that sharp near his mate’s cock that he had yet to take. He had seen the length of his mate, and Jason’s mouth watered at the thought. The sharp silver reflected, and D slit his pants sideways in small tears. The skin underneath bled slightly, but the tears showed that golden skin, giving his mate a hint of punk taste. Jason choked at the sexy sight of ripped jeans on his mate, amazed when D cut a couple more. He slid the knife over the counter to the bartender, who picked it up with a nod. Jason had to agree, that knife shouldn’t be that close to D’s package.
    “If you’ll follow me?” a man asked, wearing a cheetah-print thong. D nodded slightly, moving through the crowd with a sexual grace that promised a good time. Jason followed, watching the sway of D’s hips in amazement. He had seen sexy, in a manly way, but never seductress. His hair swung, and Jason could imagine grabbing it to hold his mate still while he took what he wanted the most. Nathan was feeling much the same, and Jason found that even more exciting. Eyes from every table followed their group, and Jason couldn’t blame them in the least.

Chapter Eleven
     
    Zoey glared at the handcuffs, now that her entertainment had left. The men had caught her attention as soon as her cage had been lowered above the crowd. One had plainly been a Sun Elf, with his caramel skin. The other two she hadn’t had a clue what they were. The smaller one had a piercing like hers and moaned like a dream for a man. She could imagine having him beneath her, riding him for every last drop he could give her. The largest of the men had hair the color of night, with thick waves. She could imagine wrapping her hands through the thick waves as he poised above her. The Elf was the one that would take her from behind, grabbing her hair while he fucked them both to the brink, while the other two filled her completely.
    She shook her head to dispel the images that had caused her pussy to leak. She pushed her thighs closed, but they smeared her juices everywhere. She did her best to clear her mind, but when the small man had bit the Elf’s nipple, she almost came at the sight. He had rolled his head back, and moaned loud enough for her to hear his angelic voice. The buzzer sounded, and she forced herself to look at the next person that she would have to kill to escape.
    The music