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The moment unwinds something inside of me. The last piece that has been clinging to propriety, secretly suspecting this will ruin everything, falls away. Because even like this, we’re all still… us.
Which is exactly what I never knew I needed.
I twist closer to Ronan, deepening our kiss. Meeting the possessive plunges of his tongue with licks of my own. His growl builds into a smothered snarl, echoing in the back of his throat while he moves his hand to my nape, tugging my hair to angle me as he desires.
Archer nips at my nipple, sending a tingly shiver down my back before moving to the other one, unbothered by pushing his head between Ronan’s chest and mine. When he traces the puckered bud with the tip of his tongue, I arch from the sensation.
Theo’s control snaps. He lunges up with a rumbled roar, which quickly turns into a pained groan.
I don’t realize how much slick is sliding out of me until I feel Theo’s biceps brush between my thighs, spreading them wide while he props himself on his elbows. There’s no friction between his taut skin and my softer flesh. He glides right up to his ultimate goal.
My entire core tightens. He tilts his head and seals his lips right over me. He feels so good—the heat of his tongue, the slight prickle of his facial hair against my bare skin. I cry out, ready for more.
Faster, harder.
Now.
But Theo isn’t moving yet. When I grind my hips up, a desperate noise sloughs out of him.
Archer hums his way across my chest and reaches down to pat Theo on the shoulder. “I know, big guy, I know.”
Part of me wants to believe they’re putting on some sort of show for me. I can’t actually taste that good to them, right?
Wrong.
Theo dives. Like he’s never eaten anything before. Like he didn’t even know he could, and now he’s suddenly discovered the most incredible delicacy of all time.
He’s ravenous and completely unpredictable. Biting the seam of my thigh, slipping his tongue into me, sucking my clit. Then he’s lightly biting my clit, sucking at my opening and licking slick off my thighs.
I can’t tell what he’s going to do next, and it keeps me on the sweetest edge of ecstasy. So close to coming, I scream and buck, my whole body straining upward.
Archer’s touch is soothing. His palm caresses my side and my breasts. Ronan’s kisses only add to the inferno Theo’s building, every muttered praise and scrape of his teeth pulling the tense bundle in my center tighter and tighter.
My fingers find the sloppy bun at the back of Theo’s head and pull. He growls against my core. “You ready to come for me, precious? Gonna drench my face with more of this sweet slick?”
Two thick fingers spear into me, the roughened pads pressing up and in, rubbing the spot inside that throbs harder with every passing second. Mindless, I sob and yank his head up to my clit. He lets me, running his closed lips over the swollen bud before sucking it into his mouth and lashing me with his tongue.
All of the sensations collide. Archer’s teasing, sweet touches; Ronan’s dirty kisses; the figure-eight Theo draws over my pulsing clit. Every muscle in my middle pulls taut until the tension explodes.
My vision dips.
My insides turn gold.
When I float back into my body, I find Theo collapsed between my legs, his expression blissed out, floating on a different plane of existence. He’s panting every bit as hard as I am. All of them are, actually.
And, worse—I’m still in desperate need. My pussy clenches, the pulse painful without anything to fill me up.
Too late, I realize Theo teased me, using his fingers to push right where a knot would. Prepping me. Pushing me.
Oh, he’s going to pay for that later.
Right now all I can do is mewl, the noise dangerously close to a whine. Ronan’s eyes snap to mine. “Tell me what you need.”
I don’t know if it’s my scent or the situation, but his alpha energy is off the charts. I’ve never been surrounded by this kind of dominance.
The focus.
The force.
