His smile was gentle, happy for a moment. “So that’s not it then. So it must be…” His hand shot out, ready to take the remote from me, but I tightened my grip. Everyone heard the hiss of our breath as we made contact and that same sweet, hot feeling washed through us. I resisted his fingers’ pull, sliding my thumb along the dial.
“Oh!” he said, his face a picture of bliss, his fingers boneless but not pulling away.
Because he didn’t want to. He wanted to be touched so much, even if by proxy.
“Is your skin hungry?” I asked, the words kind of nonsense, but I figured he’d understand what I meant. I saw the need rise in his eyes before he nodded.
“So fucking much.”
I reached out slowly, but he flinched anyway when my hand came to rest on his surprisingly warm hip. A small moan escaped his lips as he covered my hand with his.
“Touch me wherever you want, Flick. I’m yours.”
“Well, there’s an offer. That’s a whole new playground you’ve got on your hands,” Sen said.
“He’s not a playground. He’s a person,” I snapped back.
“One who’s craving your curiosity and your exploration.” Those grey eyes taunted me, daring me to go that step further.
“In the bedroom,” I said, getting to my feet, and Noah didn’t move back to give me space until he absolutely had to.
31
So much for turning into a wolf, I thought, feeling like prey as I walked over to our room, the four on them hot on my heels. They came to stand by my bed, and for just a second, I admired the male beauty on display there. How the hell had I gotten so bloody lucky? I shook my head, not wanting to go down that rabbit hole.
“Noah, I don’t know if I can do what you said you’d like to do.” That sharpened the eyes of my mates. They stared at him, not entirely friendly. “He said he’d like…”
“I want to spend hours licking her clean, right after she’s been fucked and is full of cum. She’d be so sensitive. You’ll have been driving her mad for hours, her clit, her cunt. I’d be so gentle, just teasing that post-coital soreness she talked about, just reminding her so, so gently of what she’s been through.”
“That’s what gets you off?” Aidan asked, arms firmly crossed.
“It’s one of the many,” he said with a shake of his head. “They’re kinda encyclopaedic. I could go through them with the two of you over some beers if you like, make sure you’re cool with them. Nothing harmful or humiliating. I don’t like that at all.”
“You sure that’s off the table, Flick?” Sen said with a long look at the way my thighs rubbed together on the bed.
He was right. God, this heat was punishing. I’d only just gotten off, and now I could feel the twist inside winding tighter.
“I’m not sure of anything, but I want everyone who’s staying to get on the bed. If you want to take a minute to have a drink or a shower—”
“I’m in,” Aidan said, sitting down on the edge of the bed.
“Always,” Peter said, coming to lie down behind me.
Sen shook his head with a smile at the idea that I would even ask. He looked meaningfully at Noah, who still hovered at the end. Finally, the blond man said, “Just…just don’t touch me because you feel sorry for me, OK?”
“Look at her,” Sen said. “You need to learn to read her. None of this is an exact science, but see how her nipples are budded tight? Look at the way her body is angling towards you. Her pupils are dilating, her breathing is slightly faster.”
“That may be because I’m getting sick of waiting,” I said. “Get on the bed, Noah, or don’t. I get this is a vulnerable experience for you, really I do. Come here, see how you feel. It all stops when you want it to.”
“And if I don’t?”
Whoa, those eyes burned with a whole different light now.
“Crawl over here and kiss me, and then we’ll see.”
Despite the fact that I knew he turned into a wolf on the full moon, there was something feline about Noah. He sauntered over, doing as I asked before stopping in front of me. A small smile formed when I leaned in to him, waiting for him to close the gap. And when he did, the world went sideways.
Well, really, I fell down onto the bed, instantly caught up in a swoon of feelings. If I’d found touching him overwhelming, the feel of his lips was something else entirely. His hair fell over me like a silken curtain, and I couldn’t help but reach up and touch it, the strands like feathers. The other went around his skull, tugging him down to deepen the kiss. I felt the echoes of the light brushes of his mouth all over my body, the texture of his lips so plush and soft. I found myself opening to him, wanting more, more, more. More of the taste of bacon and coffee and mint, his tongue swiping in and reminding me of just what he’d proposed to do before.