PROLOGUE
Standing there, in the living room, we passed around the bottles until they were drained of their contents. I looked down at the green bottle in my hands and smiled, placing it on the ground before I spun it.
It spun, and it spun, and I could feel the brothers’ eyes on me. Their curious glances slowly growing devilish while my nipples puckered painfully behind my bra. They knew what I was thinking, and I knew what was rolling through their heads. As the bottle slowed to a stop in front of Chance, I lifted my gaze to him and grinned.
“Chance,” I said. “Truth or Dare?”
In an instant, the entire atmosphere in the room changed. Chance’s gaze held mine steadily as I rolled my bottom lip between my teeth, and I heard Ethan let out a groan as Chance drew in a long breath through his nose.
“Dare,” he said.
“I dare you, Chance Trent, to undress me and make me come.”
“Oh…,” he said as he approached me. “I’d be happy to oblige.”
In an instant, Chance’s lips were on mine as his hands rounded around to my ass. I could feel his strength pressing into me, pinning me between him and the cool glass of the sliding back doors.
“I’ll give it to you just the way you want,” he said into my lips.
He stripped me of my clothes before he picked me up against his body. I wrapped my legs around him, feeling him carry me up the steps. He opened up one of the bedrooms and laid me down onto the bed. I could hear the footsteps of the other Trent brothers behind us, and I was thrilled for the show we were about to give them.
Chance’s lips kissing down my cheek and suckling at the skin on my neck.
“Oh Chance,” I said, whispering.
“Say it again,” he said.
“Chance,” I said. “Please don’t make me wait.”
“I love it when you say my name.”
His lips traveled down my breasts, bypassing my nipples that were angry and screaming for attention. His hands parted my legs, and I felt my juices dripping out onto the bed. He kissed the insides of my legs, sniffing my scent deeply before his tongue slid up my slit. My hands wound into the sheets underneath my body, and my heels dug into Chance’s back while his tongue worked my clit.
I could feel my toes curling even before he picked up his pace. And the most erotic part of the experience was my acute awareness of the other brothers in the room – patiently waiting.
Had someone told me I’d be in this position (pun intended) one month ago, I would have laughed in disbelief.
Yet, in this very moment I knew one thing for certain: I was the luckiest girl in this enchanted mountain town.
CHAPTER ONE - KYRA
Standing there, in the living room, we passed around the bottles until they were drained of their contents. I looked down at the green bottle in my hands and smiled, placing it on the ground before I spun it.
It spun, and it spun, and I could feel the brothers’ eyes on me. Their curious glances slowly growing devilish while my nipples puckered painfully behind my bra. They knew what I was thinking, and I knew what was rolling through their heads. As the bottle slowed to a stop in front of Chance, I lifted my gaze to him and grinned.
“Chance,” I said. “Truth or Dare?”
In an instant, the entire atmosphere in the room changed. Chance’s gaze held mine steadily as I rolled my bottom lip between my teeth, and I heard Ethan let out a groan as Chance drew in a long breath through his nose.
“Dare,” he said.
“I dare you, Chance Trent, to undress me and make me come.”
“Oh…,” he said as he approached me. “I’d be happy to oblige.”
In an instant, Chance’s lips were on mine as his hands rounded around to my ass. I could feel his strength pressing into me, pinning me between him and the cool glass of the sliding back doors.
“I’ll give it to you just the way you want,” he said into my lips.
He stripped me of my clothes before he picked me up against his body. I wrapped my legs around him, feeling him carry me up the steps. He opened up one of the bedrooms and laid me down onto the bed. I could hear the footsteps of the other Trent brothers behind us, and I was thrilled for the show we were about to give them.
Chance’s lips kissing down my cheek and suckling at the skin on my neck.
“Oh Chance,” I said, whispering.
“Say it again,” he said.
“Chance,” I said. “Please don’t make me wait.”
“I love it when you say my name.”