Moonlight Menage (26 page)

Nic flattened his palms on the outside of her thighs then dragged them up to her hips in a rougher caress. “Soft skin.” And around her front until one covered her mound with heavy heat. “Wet. Spread your legs, baby. That’s it. Ah, gods damn.”

Tira cried out as Duke bent to suck one of her nipples into his mouth as Nic’s fingers pressed between her legs, teasing her clit and sliding through her moisture-laden lower lips.

Pleasure, sharp and sweet, swept through her body like a narcotic. Wriggling her ass against Nic’s erection, she arched her back, thrusting her breast harder against Duke’s mouth.

Her knees went weak but she knew her men would catch her if they buckled.

Hell, they never gave her time to buckle.

With a groan, Duke pulled away from her, giving her nipple one sharp, blindingly erotic nip, then picked her up to carry her the five remaining feet to the bed.

By the time Nic closed the door behind them, Duke had laid her out on the huge bed.

She knew what he wanted, what he expected to happen. For her to lie back and let them devour her.

And maybe another time she would. But she wasn’t the same woman who’d been afraid to live her life before.

She was going to take what she wanted.

Waiting until Duke crawled on the bed beside her, she took him by surprise when she sat up and pushed him onto his back instead.

“Since you’re the one who almost died, I think you need to take it easy. Don’t you think so, Nic?”

She threw a glance over her shoulder at Nic, who stood smiling at her at the edge of the bed. “You know whatever you want is fine with me, babe.”

That smile of his made her insides clench with lust and love and she grinned back at him just before she lowered her head to take Duke in her mouth.

With a groan, his hands sank into her hair to hold her to him as she took him deep, the tip nudging at the back of her throat before she pulled back to suck on just the tip.

She loved the taste of him, hot and salty and all male, lost herself in the silky texture and the sounds he made as she worked him.

With his fingers woven through her hair, she felt how much he wanted to control her movements. Instead, he let her torment him. Deep pulls with his entire length in her mouth, slow retreats up the shaft, dragging her teeth lightly along the skin before sucking hard on the tip.

She was so lost in the sensuality of the act that she barely registered the mattress dipping behind her.

When Nic grabbed her hips and thrust his cock deep into her, she gasped at the erotic friction that made her pussy clench tight around him.

“Come on, baby,” Nic’s voice rasped against her senses, “get him off while I get you off.”

His words made her moan, the vibration on Duke’s cock making him thrust into her mouth as he groaned.

Rational thought fled as pleasure racked her body. She became a creature only of sensation, filled with sexual energy and excitement and a love so rich, it needed two men to fulfill.

Her men.

She wanted Duke to come, to fill her mouth with his essence. She wanted Nic to fill her pussy with his as she came too.

Beneath her, she felt Duke’s big body straining, trembling, holding back. Behind her, Nic thrust heavily, to his own rhythm.

Her sex clenched around his, making Nic swear, his fingers digging into her hips, holding her with bruising power. She sucked Duke harder, one hand dipping between his legs to scratch her nails over his balls.

“Fuck, baby, don’t stop.” Duke’s strangled voice made her pussy throb, which made Nic swear as well.

“Fucking hell, Ti, I’m gonna come. Come with us, baby. Come on.”

That was all it took for her body to break, for her orgasm to explode through her body.

She cried out around Duke’s cock, sucked him deeper as the ecstasy poured through her.

Nic kept thrusting, prolonging her climax until finally she felt him jerk and throb deep within her body.

With one last pull, she felt Duke pulse in her mouth and spill his own release down her throat.

Frozen together at that moment, she knew complete satisfaction.

And a fast-spreading lethargy.

As Nic slipped from her body, she allowed Duke to slide from her mouth.

Two pairs of hands lifted her, rearranged her on the bed between them. With her head pillowed on Duke’s chest and Nic curled around her back, she had no intention of ever letting fear keep her from her men again.

“You’re moving in tomorrow.” Duke’s voice rumbled through his chest and into her ear. “You belong here. Nic, tell her.”

“I already did.” Nic pressed a kiss to her nape then bit her as well. “I love you, sweetheart. And so does he, even though he might not always say it.”

“Hey, I can speak for myself.” Duke sounded slightly affronted but mostly amused. “I do love you, Ti. I always have.”

“And I love you. Both of you. Always.”

Epilogue

Kaine stopped just before the door into the attached rooms where John Simmons and his sister, Evie, had stayed.

Most of the
boschetta
were assembled there. Kaine knew it was going to take their combined skills and energy to pull off the mind wipe on the siblings.

In a few hours, John would wake and not remember her.

Kaine wondered if he wasn’t the lucky one.

He probably thought he was.

You really should go. Why do this to yourself?

Because she was an idiot, that’s why. A fool who’d fallen for a man who thought she was an animal.

A fool who needed to see him take this last step away from her.

With a deep breath, she moved just far enough into the doorway that she could see him.

He sat on the bed, one strong arm wrapped around his pretty, delicate little sister. He practically dwarfed her. At six foot one and a muscled one-eighty, John was the physical representation of his role in life. A Navy SEAL. Warrior. Protector.

An
eteri
who, before a few days ago, had had no idea there were people like her in the world.

And who didn’t want to know.

Damn him.

Her eyes stung and she blinked back tears, furious at her own weakness.

She didn’t need a man. Had never wanted one.

Why—

John’s eyes narrowed a split second before he looked straight at her.

He had the most beautiful green eyes she’d ever seen. A dark forest green ringed in topaz.

She sucked in a deep breath but couldn’t move, caught by his intensity and the sheer sexual draw of the man.

She wanted him. Had since she’d seen him in that holding cell, right before the blast had knocked her, in her wolf body, unconscious.

He’d been the one to carry her out, to save her.

And the first time he’d seen her in her skin, after he’d accidentally shot her, he’d looked at her like she was a monster.

Now she had no idea what he thought.

And she didn’t care. She couldn’t.

Whirling around, she ran for the door, tearing off clothes as she went. By the time she reached it, she was naked. In the next second, she’d shifted.

She stopped on the porch, shook herself, breathing in the scent of the winter forest all around them.

Trying to erase his scent.

Then she ran.

Also by
Stephanie Julian

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Magical Seduction 5: Seduced by Chaos

Magical Seduction 6: Seduced by Danger

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