Total pages in book: 49
Estimated words: 46787 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 234(@200wpm)___ 187(@250wpm)___ 156(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 46787 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 234(@200wpm)___ 187(@250wpm)___ 156(@300wpm)
I broke the kiss with Finn and whispered against his lips,
“Do you want me, baby?”
His eyes were half-lidded with desire.
“Yes.”
“Then let me show you how to please me.”
I rolled onto my back and guided his hand between my legs. I was still wearing my jeans, but I unbuttoned them. I slid his hand inside the jeans but over my panties, knowing he would feel how hot and wet I was through the thin fabric.
“Feel that?” I asked, watching his expression. “That’s what you do to me.”
The overhead glows had gotten a bit brighter, letting me see him clearly. It was as though the tent knew what we were up to…and approved.
“God…Goldie…”
Finn’s eyes burned into mine, his chest heaving, one big hand gripping my waist like he wasn’t sure whether to pull me closer or push me away.
I didn’t give him the chance to choose.
I kissed him again—slow and sweet, letting him taste the hunger curling in my belly. It wasn’t just lust. It was need. And it wasn’t just mine. The males on either side of me were needing too—I could feel their lust and it fed me, fed my hunger. But it wasn’t enough—not nearly. I needed more.
Finn’s body was pulsing with desire. But even as he melted into me, I could feel the wall Ronan still had up—thick and bristling, his need wrapped tight in suspicion. It sizzled across my skin like static electricity, raising the short hairs on the back of my neck.
I broke the kiss and turned my head slightly, speaking over my shoulder.
“Don’t worry—I’m not going to hurt him, Ronan.”
He didn’t answer, but I could feel the tension and distrust radiating off him like heat from a stove.
“Seriously,” I murmured. “Look at me. Both of you.”
Finn’s brow furrowed slightly, but he obeyed. Ronan’s eyes stayed locked on mine, guarded and glowing in the dim light.
“I’m hungry,” I said. “Yes. And yes, I feed on desire…on pleasure. But not the way you think.” I reached for Finn’s hand and laid it over my heart. “I don’t drain people. I don’t take what isn’t offered. This is about pleasure. About connection.”
I turned fully onto my back now, looking at Ronan head-on.
“If you still don’t trust me, fine—just watch. Stay right here and keep your eyes on me—on Finn. You’ll see I’m not hurting him. I’m feeding, yes—but he is too. When I take in pleasure, I give it out too—I can’t help it.”
Finn let out a soft breath like I’d taken something heavy off his chest.
Ronan didn’t speak right away, but his gaze dropped to where Finn’s hand was still resting over my heart.
“Fine,” he said at last, his voice rough. “But if I see you take more than he wants to give or I see you draining him—”
“You’ll stop me,” I finished for him. “Fair enough.”
I lifted my arms displaying myself for them both, letting them take in my bare breasts. My nipples tightened in the cool air, aching with need. And the way both their gazes moved over me made heat rush between my thighs.
“Well, if you’re both going to stare,” I teased softly, “you might as well come here.”
Finn leaned in first, tentative but eager, his lips closing around one of my nipples with a heat that made me gasp. He sucked the tender tip into his hot, wet mouth and his tongue flicked against the sensitive tip, making my back arch.
I looked up at Ronan as Finn sucked.
“Well? Are you going to join the party?”
He growled a muffled curse and for a moment I thought he was going to get up and walk away. That would have been bad—I was seriously starving and though I didn’t want to drain anyone, I might if there were only one of them to help ease my craving. I needed both Weres to help satiate my lust and feed my craving.
But then Ronan surprised me—he leaned down and, growling low in his throat, claimed my other nipple.
I moaned and arched my back higher as he sucked hard, taking as much of my breast into his mouth as he could.
If he was trying to punish me by sucking extra hard, it didn’t work—in fact, it felt good. I’m not opposed to a little pain with my pleasure and the feeling of his hot, wet mouth on me, sucking hard enough to make my pussy ache only made me hotter.
I moaned as I writhed between them. Their mouths on me at the same time—warm and wet and possessive—sent sparks straight down to the place between my legs. I threaded my fingers through Finn’s hair, then Ronan’s, holding them both to me, encouraging…needing even more.
“Just like that,” I breathed. “Yes…harder. Suck as hard as you want—I love it.”
They sucked and licked in slow tandem, each drawing at my tender tips like they wanted to taste every drop of heat building inside me. Their mouths moved with the rhythm of my breath—deeper, hungrier than anything I’d ever felt before. My back arched off the blanket and my hips bucked. My nipples throbbed with pleasure. God, it felt so good to be between them this way—so right.