Page 40 of The Cruelest Undead
Jacques was tangled up with Flynn, and he wasn’t going to be getting free anytime soon. The bigger man was destroying him with that sexy kiss.
Oh, and that was perfect.
Jolie wouldn’t change a thing about this show. It had worked to get Flynn out, and they were all about to reap the benefits.
Really.
Hot.
Sex.
As the men moaned in pleasure, there was a heat that washed over them.
LUST.
This was going to be fun.
Flynn slowly broke the kiss, and Jacques’ grass-green eyes blinked as he tried to focus through the pleasure.
It was clear that the kiss had been nuclear.
That was for damn sure.
Flynn had a few characteristics of Rinnon, too, and one of them was he could ooze lust and draw in his mates without any compulsion.
Love did the heavy lifting each and every time.
Because of that, Jacques couldn’t say no—not that he would.
They all knew that he loved mating with Flynn. It had always been a secret wish of his, and the man made it come true.
“Come to me,” he said, and Jacques didn’t even try to fight that compulsion.
God, yes,he whispered.
I need you, Jacques. Be mine.
You have my permission to use me anyway you need, Flynn. I’m yours.
Yes, yes, he was.
As a bed appeared behind them, they all knew what was coming.
All.
Of.
Them.
Flynn moved to the middle of the bed, and beckoned Jacques to follow, and he did.
Oh, and it was quite the sight.
He crawled across the bed and met him in the middle. When his mouth took his all over again, Jolie got in on the action. There was no way she was just going to watch.
Oh, that was hot, but she wanted to play too.
These men called to her.
