Rook evidently agreed. He pushed her back against the luxurious bedsheets and covered her breasts with gently feathered kisses, playing her body perfectly with the lightest touch. He teased her wickedly, trailing his hand just below her bellybutton but never going further.
Melanie arched to his touch, reaching for relief. “More,” she pleaded. “Touch me more.”
Alec molded his body against her other side and a shockwave of rampant desire left her writhing.
“Ask and ye shall receive,” he said, his voice hoarse. Alec whipped his hand down her body and she spread her legs as he pushed two fingers deep inside.
She loved a man who listened. Melanie sighed as the ache quenched with his first thrusts but then it rapidly grew hot like melted sugar across her stomach, down her thighs, spreading as far as her toes. She threw her neck to the side, wanting to be penetrated there too.
“Fuck me,” Alec groaned, slipping his fingers out and running them down between the cheeks of her ass. The hair on his arms tickled her thigh. “You’re already so wet and ready.” He nipped at her breast.
Alec teased her tight opening and began to force a finger inside. Melanie tensed.
“Push out and breathe.” Rook’s soft words against her neck calmed her. “Or you’ll pass out before you get to enjoy it.”
When the pain she expected didn’t come, she let go of a lungful only to drag another deep breath in when Rook skimmed his hand over her trimming of hair and found her clit. He worked an electric circle around the swollen flesh, his pace matching that of Alec’s steady thrusts.
“More.” She gyrated against their hands, leaned against Alec and sucked down his sharp citrus scent. “I’m ready for more.”
“You’re killing me here, Melanie,” Alec groaned. “You’re so tight and I don’t want to hurt you.”
“The lube is in the top drawer in my bathroom Alec,” Rook said as he slipped his fingers into her pussy and found her G-spot like he had a tracking device on it.
“Please. Please…don’t stop.” Melanie panted and arched her back thrusting against Rook’s hand as Alec left her side.
“Only because you asked so nice baby.” Rook rested his forehead against hers, stared into her eyes and kept stroking her senseless. “I love you Melanie. Love that you already trust us with your body like this.”
She cried out, his words touching her as deeply as his fingers. He suddenly deprived her of his magic touch, wrenched her closer and rolled them until she rested on top of his body.
“I want you Melanie. You don’t know what you do to me.” Desire deepened Rook’s voice.
His skin was so smooth compared to Alec’s. Melanie ran her mouth across Rook’s rigid jaw and chin and down to his neck, then licked her way across his chest. The hard line of his erection went on forever and she wrapped her hand around it as best as she could.
“I think I have a pretty good idea.”
“Oh fuuuck that feels good,” Rook ground out.
Melanie teased his nipple with her teeth before sitting up and gliding her wet sex against him, moaning and pushing harder without taking him inside. Too much more of this slick friction against her swollen flesh and she’d be coming.
Alec returned, kneeled beside her and kissed her. They ate at each other’s mouths like they’d been starving for each other for years, more tongues than lips, wet and messy.
“Tell me you love me again.” Breaking away, he slid his hand along the cleft of her ass. He never once broke eye contact as he continued where he’d left off, sliding his cool lube-covered finger inside. Soon he added another.
“I love you, Alec.” A cool sweat rushed to the surface of her skin. Instead of pulling away, she pushed toward his fingers with a moan, desperate for the stretch all the while digging her hands into Rook’s flesh.
She wanted him inside. Both of them.
“I’m ready, please,” she begged with what little breath she could find. “I need you. Both of you.”
“Thank God,” Rook said. “Bend down over me so I can bury myself inside all that warm heat you’ve been teasing my cock with.”
Anticipation stole her strength and she fell against him. Alec removed his fingers and moved behind her. Melanie angled her hips just right and her inner walls contracted with eagerness.
“Can’t wait to be inside of you.” Rook reached down and guided every demanding inch into her body.
The rush of her body stopped. There was no sensation except Rook pushing in, filling her. Alec settled his erection against her ass and the heat from his skin seared hers.
Reflex made her clench and hiss.
Rook didn’t move as the head of his Alec’s cock nudged her. “Shh, I’ll be as gentle as I can be,” Alec promised. “I love you.”
She tried but her muscles refused to ease. Alec stroked his fingers across her skin, gentle and reassuring. She focused on that soft touch and tried to remove herself from the burn when he finally breached her body.
Here was the pain she imagined. Sharp at first but with every breath she took it abated. Melanie didn’t see how they’d ever move within her. There was no room. She was so full.
“I don’t, this is—just don’t move, not yet,” she pleaded. If they moved she’d be pulled apart.
“Easy, baby.” Rook pulled her closer and cooled her hot, moist skin with a long, drawn-out kiss. “We’ll take it slow.” He moved and all three of them released guttural groans, filling the room with the sounds of their pleasure.
Alec slid in as Rook slid out, setting a rhythm. Melanie couldn’t move. She was just the instrument being thoroughly played. They fucked her, claimed her. And she loved it.
Gripping Rook’s thick arms with the same urgency as Alec grasped her hips, Melanie screamed out their names repeatedly. Pain and pleasure became one burning need deep within her, ready to combust.
“She’s gonna come soon,” Rook muttered. His strokes intensified, pushing so deep it stung. “Fuck, she’s beginning to ripple all around me.”
Alec drew his hands along her sides, slipped them around her breasts and forced her up. “Not yet. Wait for us.”
If he wanted her to wait Alec shouldn’t have kept touching her body like he was. He pinched and rolled her nipples between her fingers each time he drove into her with another sizzling thrust.
Rook took her wrist. Alec her neck.
“This is our forever, Melanie,” Alec said on a hurried breath.
Forever. That’s what they gave up for her. To think about it brought her over the edge. Her orgasm hit her before their piercing bite did. Sharp. Hot. Stars and streaks of light exploded behind her eyes. No more so when their mouths clamped onto her flesh and blinded her with a shudder that didn’t stop.
Forever wouldn’t be long enough.
About Dana Lorraine
Dana Lorraine never dreamed she’d grow up to be an author. A voracious reader of romance, one day she decided to write one of her own. And now she never wants to stop. Paranormal, sci-fi or contemporary, ménage or one-on-one, don’t ask her to limit herself to writing just one type because she loves them all.
She makes killer meatballs, loves to reread her favorite romances and likes any drink served with an umbrella. A bookseller by day and mother of two wonderful daughters all the time, you’ll find Dana sweet-talking her husband into doing laundry and bringing home take-out so she has more time to write.
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Table of Contents
Blurb
Title page
Acknowledgements
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
About Dana Lorraine
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