I shivered. A point of no return, I thought to myself, wondering what it truly meant. Was I ready to live out my life with a couple of shifters or was I about to make the biggest mistake of my life?
“If you give yourself up to us…”
I could no longer hear a word he said because Roman had bent down to take one of my breasts into his mouth. It sent a flair of electricity through every single fiber of my body. I felt truly alive for the first time in my life. My heart threatened to collapse and my brain turned to mush. How could one single act get me so riled up? Lust boiled in my blood. Landon was r
ight. There was no turning back now.
“I want this,” I said, my voice firm and confident. “I will admit that it doesn’t make very much sense, logically, but in my heart, I know that I am doing the right thing. We were all made for each other and now I want to know what that chemistry can do for us.”
Roman grinned, like he was some sort of madman. “I like the way you think.” All of a sudden, he scooped me up and out of the water.
Naturally, my legs wrapped themselves around his waist, ankles locking behind his back. I wasn’t about to let him get away for all the gold in the world.
He tangled his fingers into my hair and pulled on it, to bring me in to the kiss. And let me tell you — it was the best damned kiss of my life. It melted through to my very soul and had me floating straight up to a cloud. And just when I thought things couldn’t get any better, he added his tongue to the mix. It explored every inch of my mouth, dominating the space.
I forgot about the whole world around me. Nothing mattered other than the connection I now shared with Roman. That is, until Landon added his fingers into the mix. They started at my shoulder blades and slowly crept up to my shoulders. There, they danced their way to my collarbone. Their progress was slow and meticulous but eventually, they arrived at my stomach.
He lingered there, teasing me with what I really wanted. He edged closer and closer to my mound but never seemed to get there.
I broke off from my kiss with Roman just to beg him to do something but before I could open my mouth, he had already done exactly as I had wanted, almost like he could read my mind or something.
His fingers found my clit. Gently, it rolled between his thumb and pointer finger. I pressed my hips forward as if that would add to the pleasure I already felt. He answered my body’s need for more by pressing a finger into my eager hole. I hadn’t quite realized how wet I had become until he slipped that finger inside of me. He was met with absolutely no resistance.
“Looks like someone’s good and excited,” said Roman.
“I…”
Suddenly, he added another finger into my pussy and together they pumped in and out of me like a goddamn piston. Landon stepped forward and sandwiched me between his chest and Roman’s.
I shook like a leaf, because fuck, I’ve never felt anything quite like this before and I had a feeling that this was just the tip of the iceberg. There was much more to go before the night was over.
Roman pulled my hair until I was forced to tilt my head back and look up at the nighttime sky. In all my excitement, I had almost forgotten that we were out in the open. What would have happened if someone stumbled upon us?
Actually, fuck it, I didn’t care. This was way too fucking good to worry about something like that.
So, I pushed aside any trepidation and gave myself up to the pleasure of the moment. I loved everything about it but most of all, I loved how these two guys could make me feel like the only girl in the world. It wasn’t just in what they did to me but in the way they looked at me too. It was like I was the only thing they could see. The world could have fallen apart all around us and we would have continued our lovemaking because that’s exactly what it was — love.
Not the typical textbook romance that builds over the years but, instead, this was the classic fairytale story, where love is like a spark — spontaneous and the start to a great burning fire.
Roman dug his fingers into my ass, spreading my cheeks apart. As he did so, my breath hitched inside the back of my throat because it was then that I realized the implications of our threesome relationship. One of these men would be using the back door and I wasn’t exactly sure whether I was ready for that.
His finger found its way to my puckered hole. As soon as he applied pressure, I became incredibly tense.
“Shh, we’ll take it nice and slow, I promise. You have nothing to be worried about. Landon and I are going to take really good care of you.”
As I looked into Roman’s eyes, I knew that he was telling the truth. His eyes were clear and honest. This was someone I could trust and I wasn’t about to let that go.
“I know,” I whispered in response, as I was carried back towards the bunker. All of our clothing had been left behind at the river so up ahead, Landon was completely naked, as he chose a path for us to follow. He seemed totally comfortable in his own skin, like he was accustomed to this sort of thing and maybe he was.
He opened the door and ushered us inside. Towards the back was a bend that I hadn’t noticed earlier. It revealed another part of the hideout. It was a maze of different bedrooms. “Wow…” I muttered more to myself than to anyone else. “How many people can this place accommodate?”
“Two hundred or so — the general population of our pack before the massacre,” answered Landon. “Many of our men and women spent years building this place so that we’d have a safe place to go in the case of an emergency but a fat lot of good it did us.”
The mood darkened. I could feel the heaviness of the air settle onto my shoulders.
All these empty rooms…
They all represented a loss that I would never fully understand.