Usually, I didn’t care if I had a woman. I could take it or leave it and just wait for one of the many other options to come along. But electric currents sparked through my veins, racing my heart into overdrive—like if I didn’t have her, I’d die.

I rubbed at my chest, knowing that there was no leaving Amara again. Not until I truly had her.

Carina pulled her hand out from Amara’s skirt. My mouth watered, seeing all the sweet cum coating her fingers.

Not even bothering to look my way, she turned to Ian. “Want a taste?”

He looked about as on edge as me but did nothing to hide the wild glint in his eyes when he looked at his wife. “The only pussy I want to eat is yours.”

Her lips twitched as if holding back a satisfied smile.

“Then I guess it’s all mine,” she taunted.

Just before she could bring her fingers to her mouth, I snatched her wrist gently. The last thing I needed to do was piss Ian off by being rough with his wife. I was already walking a fine line with my next move, but I needed to taste Amara.

Carina raised her brow and slowly faced me with a look that screamed, what the fuck do you think you’re doing.

“I’d love a taste,” I explained.

I shifted my attention to Amara, still leaning against the table, still flush—still on edge. I held her gaze as I dragged my tongue along Carina’s fingers, collecting every last drop. I didn’t hide my moan when that first spicy-sweet flavor burst on my tongue. I didn’t bother hiding my smile either when I watched her squirm.

“Atlas,” Ian threatened.

With a gentle kiss to Carina’s hand as thank you, I let her go and faced Ian’s glare. I should have been concerned, Ian was a good friend, and I knew how selfish he was with his wife, but I couldn’t bring myself to care with the taste of Amara’s cunt still on my tongue.

“Your pussy must be his favorite food to pass up on such delicious, sweet, tangy cum,” I said to Carina.

“It is,” Ian assured.

Carina glanced at her husband before turning back to me with a devious smile. “Do you want to taste it, Atlas?” she asked, the pure definition of Eve tempting Adam with the forbidden.

Before I could answer, Ian cut in. “I told you before, wife, I don’t share.”

Dismissing me, she faced Ian with her hands on her hips. “Then take me somewhere and eat my pussy before I let someone else do it.”

He rose from the chair, towering over her. “Hellcat,” he growled just before bending down and hoisting her over his shoulder.