CHAPTER 3
Jace had already moved in front of me, standing between my spread knees. His hood was still shadowing his face, but I could see his mouth curve when he hooked a finger under my bra strap. “Lift your arms again.”
My breath was still ragged, my brain foggy, but I did it. The bra was gone in one pull, tossed somewhere I didn’t care about.
“f**k,” Jace muttered, low and almost to himself, before leaning down and taking my n****e into his mouth.
The shock of it had me arching before I could stop myself. Heat pooled low, sharp and quick.
Liam’s hand was on my hip, holding me still. “Don’t run.”
“I’m not—” My words broke on a gasp when Jace’s teeth grazed, then soothed with his tongue.
“Keep her talking,” Jace murmured against my skin.
Liam’s other hand slid up, palming my other
