I tuck the edge of my lower lips between my teeth, unable to breathe from the sheer power of his words. But it’s the way his gaze connects with mine that makes me feel I’ve fallen wholly into their world. How can this be? What the hell is going on with me?
“Rush, let up. Damn animal,” Gage growls and I like the hot, possessive rumble in his voice. It flows over my senses. I angle my head his way and I watch him close the distance between us, his muscular form moves with predatory grace. I lower my eyes with pleasure when his lips brush over mine in a passing tease.
Not a claiming, but a hint of what is to come.
Rush releases my hair and I’m free to lean in close to Gage. His eyes hold mine. God, this man makes common sense seem foreign.
His massive amount of body heat reaches around me from my left and Aziel comes up behind. I reach for them as Rush takes both sides of my face in hand and kisses me so hard, I lose my breath. Hands slide over me, touching me, caressing me where no man has ever dared touch the Constantine princess before now.
But they don’t know that. They don’t need to know my bloodline. They are the good guys, while I’m the bona fide bad girl by every definition but one. I’m a virgin. At least for a little while longer.
When all this ends, we will all go our separate ways. No one will get hurt. My small secret can remain mine.
They push into me, kissing, feeling my curves with rough hands one minute and smooth caresses the next. Miles of refined muscles press against me and I take a big notice of three very aroused andveryhard cocks.
Their warm breath brushes over my exposed skin making me shudder. I’m right back where I was when they stole an orgasm back in Club Sin. I don’t exactly know why I feel so hopeless yet in control between them. All I know is if I follow through with how they make me feel I’ll be releasing darker desires inside me I’ve never given a voice to. Not even to Sapphire and definitely not to Polaris. If I’m honest, I’ve barely acknowledged my cravings myself.
Something deep inside me whispers these men will give me whatever I want and so much more.
Hands grab at my waist and ease down the slope of my ass until I feel the hem of my skirt start to rise.
Goosebumps chase the material higher and higher over my hips.
Fuck, yes! Those callused fingers brush up the back of my thighs, up higher until they tease the rounded bottom of my ass cheeks.
“Whatever this is…” I shake my head and look between them. “What is happening between us? And don’t give me a sarcastic answer. It’s like when I’m with you three I can’t think, I can’t breathe. I feel like I’ve known you forever. That can’t be right.”
“I don’t know.”
Rush’s honesty shocks me. His hands on me turn harsher. Like he’s afraid I might not be real. “But you feel perfect where you are. Fuck anything else or anyone else who wants to say otherwise.”
There’s something deeper behind his words. A meaning I don’t have access to.
“Let’s find out, sweetheart.” Aziel is on his knees in front of me with his lips and hands exploring the fraction of revealed skin at my abdomen.
“I don’t think we have to worry about chemistry.”
There’s not an ounce of humor in Gage’s tone and his expression is dead serious when I raise my eyes to find his. He’s peering down at me in a way that lures a dark part of my soul to the surface.
I trust him. All of them. The thought penetrates my mind, soul, and body.
My pulse hammers so hard I can feel the rush of my blood speeding through my body.
Aziel makes the first move. His fingers turn gentle as he sweeps my hair to the side to reveal the soft incline of my neck. He finds the ties to my bodice and when I think he’s going to pull the ties, Gage drags a knife out of somewhere.
“Oh!” I inhale sharply as he spins me around.
“Hands on them,” I’m ordered gruffly.
Strong, capable hands catch me. Aziel and Rush, both lean me forward, and not until I feel the tight constraint of my bodice give, do I realize Gage’s intentions.
And it’s hot as fuck. I rise to the tips of my toes and brush my lips over first Rush’s then Aziel’s. A small amount of skin peeks out between the top of my skirt and the hem of my silk blouse. Curious hands find it and tease over the heated flesh. Whose? I don’t know and I don't care.
My bodice loosens one loop at a time. Since it’s my only form of support, My breasts sway and the tips pucker. Both men at my front growl.
“Someone came dressed for the occasion. Let’s see what you have on beneath this pretty thing, baby girl.”
Admittedly, not much. And they know it. Wait until they see what else I have in store for them.