The vampire's lips were cool against his and he was left wanting more when Carrick pulled away to pay attention to Rafe.
Russ clamped his jaw shut when Carrick talked about Rafe needing discipline. He wanted to say not too much. He didn't want the boy broken. But he stopped himself. Rafe was here of his own volition. The boy had chosen this to please him and as much as Russ cared for him, he couldn't stop what was going to happen. He wanted it too. Lovely fantasies of the three of them together filled were playing out in his head. There was nothing he wanted more right now.
Carrick's eyes focused on him, that intense gaze seeming to read his mind. At least his lust and desire. He watched his lover dismiss the dogs. They went, Elsa glancing over her shoulder at Russell.
He nodded and held out his hand to his slave. "Rafael, come." He fell into step with Carrick as they went up to the house, following behind the dogs.