Free Centurion's Honor (Imperial Desires, Book One) by Nadia Aidan Page B

threaded then snapped completely and with a guttural growl he surged inside her one last time, his body stiffening as he spurted his seed down her throat in thick, creamy streams. His climax seemed to go on forever as she swallowed vigorously.
    She barely had a moment to recover as he pulled out of her mouth and buried his face in the valley of her breasts, squashing them together with his hands so that he could greedily suck her nipples.
    Her eyes closed, her head tipped back, she was overcome with pleasure and when Cassius added a third finger, she could no longer deny the climax pounding inside her.
    She cried out on a long, desperate moan as she exploded in a blinding haze of sizzling heat. Titus’ lips found hers as her body crested and rode that climatic wave. His tongue thrust deep, swallowing every soft sigh, every tiny moan. A distinct warmth flooded the space between her thighs as pleasure strong and thick and unrelenting pounded through her. She poured her juices into Cassius’ mouth, which he eagerly lapped up until she was spent, until she was boneless and satiated, with nothing left of herself to give to either man.
    Titus released her mouth at the same time Cassius pulled away. Her feminine juices glistened across Cassius’ face and the vision was so erotic, so sensual that her body began to tingle all over again.
    “It is almost dusk, we need to get back,” Cassius mumbled, standing. Titus helped her stand, and together they quickly righted her stola .
    Titus’ eyes were warm and he smiled, placing a gentle peck against her lips before he turned from her to clothe himself.
    Yet when she looked over at Cassius, his back was to her, and as he dressed, he purposely avoided her gaze.
    He’d withdrawn from her, physically, emotionally.
    Anan did not know why that made her feel cold inside, why that upset her so much. She glanced over at Titus, whose gaze remained open and warm. Titus’ affections should have been enough. Any other time, it would have been. This time it wasn’t.
    She speared Cassius’ back with her gaze.
    Her body, her entire being craved them both. It would not be satisfied with anything less.
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    The three of them rode back to the villa in silence, and the entire time Cassius’ gaze remained riveted on Anan.
    Her back was rigid in the saddle, while her hips undulated provocatively with a gentle cadence, keeping to the rhythm of the horse beneath her.
    It was wildly erotic.
    It was wildly frustrating.
    She was angry and she would not look at him, yet Titus did not suffer her rejection.
    Many times he caught her glancing over at Titus, and a look would pass between them, smoldering and hot, and touchingly tender.
    He wanted her to look at him in that way.
    The same way she’d looked at him as he’d feasted upon her pussy, as he brought her to climax.
    She would not look at him, not once, nor would Titus.
    Cassius had always been secure in Titus’ affections for him, but as he watched his lover with Anan, as they shut him out to trade a secret with their eyes that he was not privy to, he was furious with jealousy, the dark beast crawling inside him growing dangerously possessive with each passing moment.
    He’d never felt this way, never experienced such dark emotions so intense, so raw, tinged with the sexual heat of desire.
    In that moment he wanted them both—Titus and Anan. He longed for their touch, their pleasure.
    In that moment he hated them as well—was jealous of them both, of what they shared, and that they would not share it with him.
    By the time they made it back to the villa, it was dark and the grounds were silent. He noticed too, as they passed by the area where Anan kept her livestock, that despite her orders, her servants had removed the carcasses of the dead animals.
    Anan walked ahead of them, her hips swaying gently as she made her way through the vestibules toward her chambers. When they reached her quarters, he entered behind her to do a thorough