[Abbie’s POV]
What am I doing? This question repeats itself again and again as William’s hands and mouth explore my body while Austin watches on with a look of both amusement and desire.
“Are you just going to watch?” William asks, releasing my mouth so that I can inhale deeply. “Why don’t you get a taste too? She’s f*****g delicious.”
Too. Was he actually inviting Austin to join in whatever twisted game he was playing? And why did the thought of that actually excite me?
“You like the thought of that, don’t you?” William murmurs, pulling my mouth to his again. “Your scent just got stronger.”
“No,” I whisper, though even I can hear the lie in my voice. “How could it? I’m not…”
“Aren’t you?” Austin asks, moving forward and pressing himself against me. “How can someone who writes such n
