Page 52 of Echoes of Desire

When I open my eyes, Jaxon and Jasper are watching me with an intensity that steals my breath. Jaxon’s jaw is tight, his fists clenched at his sides, while Jasper’s gaze burns with something primal.

But I don’t stop. I fall into the rhythm. I become one with the music as my body sways. I’m the wave of the very ocean itself as I rise and fall to the beat.

My body moves for them and them alone. I arch my back, lifting my arms above my head, the shift of my body deliberate and slow, pulling them in with every movement. I can feel their eyes on me like a physical presence, burning into my skin,and I savor the way their stares make me feel both seen and untouchable.

I let the music take over, losing myself in the flow, in the rhythm of my movements. My hips roll, my body swaying with purpose, each motion a silent invitation. I’m aware of every shift in their gaze, the way their eyes follow me as if they’re both memorizing and claiming me. It’s intoxicating, this power, and it makes me bolder.

Their gazes never waver from me. Both intense and dark. The air around us crackles with a tension that makes my pulse race. Jaxon leans back in his seat, his hands resting on his thighs, watching me closely, calculating. Jasper, with that slight smirk playing on his lips, his eyes gleaming with something that makes my stomach flutter. He’s enjoying this, enjoying watching me dance, and it stirs something deep inside me. I move closer with each step.

The closer I get to them, the more the space between us feels charged, like a magnetic field pulling us in. I move for them both, my body becoming an extension of their desire, an offering I know they won’t turn down.

When I step closer to Jasper, I feel the heat radiating off him, the tension in his posture. He doesn’t move, but his eyes, dark and unwavering, burn into me. I bite my lip, knowing how much control he holds and how much I want to break that control. I let my body dip closer to him, teasing just enough to make his muscles tighten as if he were about to spring into action. I feel the air between us thicken, heavy with something unspoken as I turn to Jaxon. Neither of them reach out to touch me, but that’s okay. I don’t want them to. I simply want them to watch.

The song builds to its climax, and so do my movements, more urgent, more seductive. I can see the way their breath quickens, the way their eyes darken with desire. I’m not just dancing forthem anymore; I’m giving them a piece of me, and I know they’re both watching, waiting, wanting.

When the song fades into a softer rhythm, I stop. I stand there, chest heaving, eyes locked on theirs, waiting for their next move, their next word. I can feel the hunger, the heat, the electricity between us, and I know this is only the beginning.

“Holy fuck, woman,” Knox says, pulling my attention to him and a closed-eyed Taylor. “That even made me hard. Sorry, Papa, I’m not gay anymore. I’m taking Ray, and we’re running away and getting married.”

“I’m taking my husband home,” Taylor sighs. “See ya, guys. Have a fun night, Raven.”

“Wait, do I get to suck you off here or not?” Knox says as he’s dragged away.

“Naughty.” Smack. “Fucking.” Smack. “Pup.” Smack.

Knox looks up from his position over Taylor’s shoulders and gives me a thumbs up, a playful smile on his lips.

As Knox and Taylor disappear into the crowd, the room seems to quiet down just enough for me to catch my breath. But the heat, the intensity, the anticipation, it’s still there, thick in the air. I glance back at Jasper and Jaxon, their eyes never leaving me.

Jasper leans forward slightly, his gaze flickering from my eyes to my lips, his expression unreadable but filled with a quiet intensity. I feel a shiver run down my spine. He doesn’t say anything, but there’s something in his silence. Something that makes my heart race faster.

Jaxon shifts on the couch, his hand rubbing the back of his neck as if he’s trying to keep himself in check. I can see the muscles in his jaw tighten, and I know he’s not unaffected. Neither of them is.

I take a slow step back, a playful smile tugging at my lips as I let the silence settle between us. “You’re both too quiet. Is theshow over?” I tease, my voice breathy, knowing it will only make them want more.

Jaxon leans forward now, his gaze dark, locking onto mine with an intensity that makes my pulse quicken. “Not even close, sweetheart.” His voice is rough like he’s struggling to maintain control.

Jasper’s lips curve into a smirk, and he stands up, the movement slow and deliberate. “I think it’s time we give you a proper reward for that little performance.” His words are low, barely audible over the soft hum of music in the background, but they send a wave of heat through me.

The air between us crackles again, charged with something undeniable. And for a moment, I forget about everything else, lost in the pull of their gaze, the promise of what’s to come.

“Let’s go home,” Jasper says. “Our Pet is starting to squirm.”

“Don’t worry, sweetheart,” Jaxon smiles gleefully. “By the end of the night, you’ll be quaking for us. I can’t wait to sink my dick deep into your pussy.”

Oh. My. Stars.

Chapter Fifteen

Blaze

“Your home is very beautiful,” Raven says as we walk her through our house.

“We’ll give you the grand tour later,” I say. “We want to introduce you to our room first.”

“Do you guys share a room?” she asks, no judgment in her voice.

“We have our own rooms,” Steel explains. “But we have a special room for the three of us.”