He chuckles and the masculine sound is so smooth I can’t stop myself when I move my hand up to caress it over the grating stubble draped across his hard jawline. His thick arm circles around me and it’s like we’ve stood this way for eons—Aziel at my back, Gage to my left and Rush on my right.
“Your expression, baby girl. It says everything you’re thinking.” He swipes the pad of his thumb over the crease on my forehead. “It’s a freaking billboard.”
The heat in my cheeks deepen. “Oh. Yeah, you’re not the first one to think I need to work on that.”
He sees my grimace and shakes his head slowly. “I didn’t say that.”
“True,” I say gently.
Hands on either hip pull me back and I melt from ass to shoulders into Aziel. I can feel his aroused length through the rough denim of his jeans.
I pull in a hard breath and gasp when he lifts me from the floor. Rush moves in palming the back of my thighs. I easily wrap my legs around him, both men taking my weight. The air suddenly becomes thick with desire. Probably mine the most. But theirs too.
I debate telling them I'm a virgin, but that bad news can wait until later. Muchmuchlater, if I tell them at all.
This puts me at eye level with a very quiet Gage. Something tells me he doesn’t say much unless he has to. His intense stare holds me captive.
One heartbeat.
Then two.
He’s got a hand in his pocket, his eyes hooded. Primal darkness rims those pretty brown eyes and the longer our gazes hold one another the more I want to get lost in him.
I hold a hand out and he takes it, coming closer.
The edge of my dress has ridden high past my thighs. Pure wickedness crosses Gage’s expression telling me he’s not one to waste an opportunity. He releases my hand and folds the hem of my dress up an inch, then another exposing my black thong. But it’s what he does next that has me gripping Rush and Aziel to me with all my strength.
I pant, trembling. I hate myself for it, but the hot juices spilling to wet the strip of cloth between my legs is uncontrollable.
Rush’s eyes blaze into mine as his friend tortures me sweetly. Does he smell my arousal?
“Easy, baby girl,” Rush coaxes, an animalistic hunger in his eyes.
Easy? Yeah Right. I’m pinned between three hungry beasts. And here I am all covered in honey and smelling like their next meal.
Held wide open by Rush’s thick waist, I can only look on as the edge of my panties are moved to the side.
My heart quivers. Hell, all of me is shaking as Gage leans in and… “Oh my GOD!”
I reach for him, bury my hands in his thick hair and do absolutely nothing to stop him from dragging his tongue over the seam of my pussy. I rock my hips and let the heat rolling through me take over.
My breath catches. “Oh my God,” I repeat and I am not going to lie. I want more of that. Of them.
“Fucking angel food, ” Gage growls against my pussy lips and I am not imagining the feel of his grip digging into the flesh of my ass. Hot, possessive, and each of his fingers feel like a branding iron on my skin. Rush holds me open for his friend who doesn’t seem satisfied with one taste.
I look on, one shuddering breath after another escaping my lips as he retraces his path with his thumb.
But I don’t get to focus on the feeling of Gage’s teasing touch for long. Rush wants my attention and he gets it when he palms my face between large, warm hands.
“Say you want the job.”
Between my legs, Gage spreads my dripping wet folds to stroke my throbbing nub. “Pretty and pink and so fucking suckable.” Like I need a demonstration of the words, Gage buries his face between my legs and wraps those warm, wet lips around my clit.
I clench and arch into Aziel’s strong hold on me. “Answer Rush, sweetheart.”
I pry my eyes open and swivel my head to lock eyes with Aziel.
“Answer him and Gage will let you come, our pretty captive.”