Chapter 17

• Keaira made a soft noise, half growl, half mew that James took as encouragement to go further. His arm circled Keaira's waist, dragging her body tightly to his as he deepened the kiss. Keaira slid her hands up James' back, kneading the muscles through his tee shirt. James groaned as he felt Renata's body pressed against his back, the softness of her breasts through the material of his shirt. Renata's hands slipped between their bodies, running up James' chest.
• He moaned into Keaira's mouth as he felt Renata's weight against his back, her lips closing over his earlobe, the teeth grazing it before she slid down slowly and her mouth settled on his neck. Keaira's hand moved from his neck to the back of Renata's head, stroking her hair as Renata bit him lightly. His ears buzzed and he could swear there was almost an unspoken communication between the two women.
• Finally, he broke off the kiss, gasping for air. Keaira ran her hands down his arms, a wicked smile curving her mouth. Renata's hands still rested on his chest, her body pressed against him. She moved up again to whisper in his ear, her eyes locked with Keaira's, and Keaira smiled a little more. "We have a place we go to.. not far from here. Join us." Renata's hand trailed nonchalantly down his chest, the nails raking his skin through the shirt until she reached the waistband of his jeans, then she switched directions and ran one gleaming nail along his waist.