Then he softly rasps, “what’s your name, love?”
I stay frozen for a second before I feel the squeeze of long, thick fingers at my waist. The gesture jolts me, and I look up to meet the lazy, half-mast gaze of Thor. He gives me an encouraging grin that’s as heated as the Sahara.
“I’m… I’m Yasin.”
“Yasin,” they all say in unison. My name resonating from three pairs of sexy masculine lips, in three distinct intonations. The lazy brogue of the man facing me, the sensual rasp of the one at my side, and the low, commanding tone of the one standing behind me.
I’m fucking screwed!
* * *
LUCA
My nose buried in Yasin’s soft hair, I take a deep inhale and feel my eyes roll to the back of my head.She smells fucking amazing. All woman and subtle flowery perfume.And her fucking body?Fucking curves for fucking days. My hands reflexively squeeze her full hips at the thought, and I take an involuntary step forward, molding myself even closer to her generous backside. The steel pipe of my erection snug between the mounds of her round ass. I’m infuckingheaven, but I also envy my friend, my brother, my partner because her full tits are plastered to Chase’s chest. I also want to rip off Ash’s hand from her delicate neck. I want to be the one feeling her sensitive skin under my calloused fingers, the soft tendrils of hair at her nape. The one who commands her attention with my big hand wrapped around her.Fuck, this woman is driving me fucking insane!
The instant Yasin stepped into the elevator, all Ice Queen, sending us a regal nod and turning her back to us, we straightened from our relax postures at the back of the cabin, exchanged knowing looks, then our gazes fell on her like famished vultures on a fresh carcass.
* * *
Chase, Asher and I met in the Navy. We were with the Seals for fifteen years. The three of us met as freshly enrolled young men. We battled together, became close friends, then thicker than blood. After we retired, we started a real estate development business. I’m in charge of managing finances and all administrative aspects, Asher is our tech specialist, and Chase, the head of all our construction projects. We all get our hands dirty in everything, but experience, training, and natural abilities created this division of tasks. Business is booming. We travel the country to take on interesting and lucrative projects. And Hopeton is our current temporary residence.
Our interest in the town isn’t purely professional, though. We heard about this place, one of the few shelter cities for non-traditional marriages, and we had to come see for ourselves. Ash, Chase, and I stumbled on our penchant for sharing women by complete accident. We were partying one night and ended up taking home a woman who’d flirted with all three of us all at the bar where we met her. The rest is history. From that chance encounter, nothing more than a kinky one-night-stand, the fantasy of finding the perfect woman who’d fit into our tight group was born. So winning the bid for a housing and commercial development construction site in Hopeton was a godsend.
We’ve been in town for months, and our work is almost completed, but we haven’t had much luck on the relationship side. Until now…
* * *
As soon as she joined us in the elevator, we immediately knew Yasin was ours and we’d do whatever the fuck it takes to claim her.
Now she’s standing sandwiched between the three of us. All four of our heavy breathing resonating in the silent cabin. I stare at her chest rise and fall, Chase studies her full lips, and Ash keeps her ensnared with a scorching gaze.
Yasin’s fucking magnificent. Tall for a woman, fucking mouthwateringly curvy, with huge, expressive dark eyes, a cute nose, fuck-me lips, smooth brown skin, and glossy black locks that fall down her shoulders. She smells insanely good, and the way she reacts to us makes me as hard as a rock. And thatfuckinglow, throaty voice?Fuck me…
“I’m Luca,” I breathe into her ear before licking the soft lobe and taking it into my mouth.
I suck, tongue, and graze the sensitive flesh, making Yasin shiver. I catch the tightening clench of her fingers on Chase’s hoodie lapels. The way her eyelids flutter close, pulling a frustrated grunt from Asher.
He squeezes her nape once more to catch her attention. Then groans, “eyes, love.”
Yasin bats her long eyelashes, giving him a dazed, hooded look. And Ash leans to press his mouth to hers, gaining warning growls from Chase and I. The fucker isn’t even fazed.
He smirks at us and rewards Yasin with a praise. “Good girl.” His grin intensifies when he rumbles, “I’m Asher.”
His words trigger another tremble and pull a moan from her parted, juicy lips.
“And I’m Chase,” our buddy rasps out directly on Yasin’s mouth, making my headfuckingexplode!
Without even fully making the decision to do so, I snatch her from his arms, pulling her supple body into mine, then fall on her mouth like a man starved. Yasin lets out a surprised gasp and I take advantage to plunge my tongue inside her warm, soft, deliciously tasting mouth. And I almost come in myfuckingpants… like agoddamnteenager. The woman is amotherfuckingdelight. The taste of her spreads into my mouth, seeps into my pores, invades my entire body, and I can’t think of anything other than to keep kissing her lips, sucking her tongue, and having her sweet nectar intoxicate me. But the same way I could barely stand watching them peck Yasin’s lips, Chase and Asher fall on us and break our embrace.
Then everything goes to shit… Yasin is pulled out of my arms. The elevator stops, its doors open. Our girl turns and makes a run for it without a single glance back. And just before we can dash after her, thefuckingdeath machine jolts again, its doors closing on our noses.
Fuuuuuck!!!
We press the emergency button likefuckinglunatics and almost break the call one. Slam our fists on the metal doors, yelling for help. But it’s too late. When the elevator finally frees us, we rush out, scrutinizing our surroundings like we’re back on the battlefield. But Yasin is nowhere to be seen.Fucking hell!
* * *
ASHER