With his mouth near my ear, he rasps, “That’s right, Cam. Take what you want.”
I moan into Camden’s mouth. I’m losing my mind, caught between these two men. Logan plays with my nipples throughmy shirt, tugging and pulling in all the right ways, while Camden holds me close, as if he’s afraid I’ll slip away if he doesn’t.
The moment feels like a dream. I never back away from what I want, and because of my career and my life experiences, I prefer to be direct, to show my interest and talk about my needs from the start. Yet I’ve never imagined myself being with two men at the same time. Surely, I can blame it on the alcohol, on being trapped here like this, but I don’t make a habit of deluding myself. I’ve been attracted to LoganandCamden from the very beginning, despite the latter being a jerk to me that first day.
The need coursing through me is all-consuming. I never want it to stop.
Camden grips my hips and pulls me closer. The move makes Logan shift forward. When my back is glued to his chest again, his hardness pokes into my ass.
“Easy,” he murmurs. “Don’t break her, man.”
“She’s not made of glass,” Camden whispers against my lips.
“I’m definitely not,” I breathe.
Camden rears back, his eyes searching mine. He takes a few deep breaths, as if trying to steady himself.
Logan caresses my tits with slow and gentle movements.
The heat in my core turns molten. Shit. I’m so turned on, I can’t even think straight.
“Take off her leggings,” Logan says, his tone firm and commanding. He’s enjoying this way more than I expected.
The words send a shiver through me.
Camden swallows, his Adam’s apple moving up and down. His lips are swollen from our kisses, and it only makes him look more gorgeous. “If I do this…I don’t think I’ll be able to stop.”
“I don’t want you to,” I whisper with a hand pressed to his chest. “Neither of you.”
The fireplace crackles, throwing shadows across the room. The movie continues to play, like a soundtrack to the moment.Wind rattles the windows slightly, a storm raging outside while another one burns between us.
Logan shifts and bands his arms around me, kissing the side of my neck, his movements slow, deliberate, while Camden slides his hands up my legs, his eyes dark and hungry.
I’m totally at their mercy. Trapped between them, the heat from their skin sets my own on fire. Camden tugs on the waistband of my leggings, and I lift my ass so he can peel them down, along with my panties. As he tosses them to the side, he zeroes in on my pussy, firelight flickering in his irises.
“Spread your legs for him.” Logan hooks my right leg over his, then does the same with my left.
My chest heaves. I’m fully exposed, but instead of fear or shame, the emotion growing stronger inside me is pure desire. My need for these two men is nearly unbearable.
“Look at him, Queen. Look him in the eye. Show him how much you want this.” Logan slides his hand lower, trapping my clit between his thumb and index finger and slowly circling it.
After the way he’s been edging me and the need Camden’s kisses ignited, I won’t last long. I hold Camden’s gaze as Logan rubs my clit, relishing the warmth that’s pooling in my lower abdomen. As my breathing turns shallow, Camden tightens his jaw.
Logan works me over faster, his fingers expertly flicking over my clit.
“Bozhe, I seichas konchu.?1” Eyes rolling back, I drop my head against Logan’s shoulder. An intense shudder works its way through my body, and my orgasm takes over. Eyes still on Camden’s, I groan.
The sound is cut off when Logan cups my face and slams his lips to mine.
When my body stops trembling, he releases my mouth, and when I open my eyes, I find Camden still watching me, riveted.His fists are clenched at his sides, like he’s barely holding himself back.
In this moment, I know it’s not the end of the night. Not even close.
Brows pinched together, Camden grabs my hips and draws me closer. The sensation of his calloused hands on my sensitive skin sends a thrill of excitement through me. He places a soft, surprisingly gentle kiss on my inner thigh before sinking his teeth into the flesh, leaving a mark. He moves up, all lips, tongue, and teeth, setting my every nerve ending alight. I feel everything, and it’s exhilarating.
Logan cups my tits from behind, sucking on the sensitive skin of my neck, then lapping over the place he bit.
It’s a miracle, really, that I’m still conscious and coherent because these men are driving me out of my mind.
