Harper’s eyes widened, and her cheeks hollowed. Logan grabbed her hair, nibbling her ear. Her flush was so hot.
“I can’t wait to feel her around my cock.”
Damn, he couldn’t hold out much longer, but he wanted to.
Harper bit her lip.
“Please.”
Xander raised an eyebrow at him.
Yep, he agreed with a nod.
Harper’s eyes closed again as he traced her jawline.
Yeah, the three of them needed this, this comingling was how they were going to reassure themselves that every inch of her body was okay. Logan needed to imprint her with his touch and he knew by how deeply Xander’s lips locked with hers,the same compulsion guided him.
CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR - HARPER
HarpermoanedasLoganpulled her nipple into his mouth, her legs closing, tension humming low in her pelvic floor. Xander’s fingers circled her breast, on the other side. His hand wrapped around her hair, and he tugged.
“Not yet. You won’t like the consequences if you come before we allow you, Angel.” Xander’s dark eyes were glossy, full of wanting, and Harper’s heart raced. She couldn’t believe these two men were here with her. Both of them giving her pleasure, sharing her.
Urging them on, Harper spread her legs wide in an invitation, mewling. Logan’s lip glided along her belly, around her mound.
“God, Xander, she smells so good. Taste her sweet cunt.” Logan’s heated glance sent pinpricks of desire all over her body.
Xander let go of her hair, switched spots with Logan, and Harper cried out as his tongue circled her clit, his fingers parting her labia.
Logan kissed her mouth, swallowing her cries, running his hands through her hair, his hot palm over her nipple. He squeezed and pulled. Her hips arched off the bed.
Xander slapped the inside of her thigh and flicked her clit.
“Wait, Angel,” he said.
She nearly wept as his fingers left her throbbing clit. He wrapped his hand in her hair as Logan kissed her. Harper moaned low in her throat.
She reached out, touching their flat planes of muscles, she loved being sandwiched between them.
“I can’t.”The intense pleasure rolled through her, needing to explode.
“Yes, you can,” Xander said in her ear, as his hand squeezed her breast, his tongue gliding down the side of her neck.
Logan’s tongue swirled over her breast driving her to pleasure.
“I need...”
“Oh, we know what you need, Angel. But you denied us your needs, didn’t you? So now we’ll deny you and make you take what we give you. You will not come,” Xander flicked her nipple.
Harper cried out. “Ow!” she covered it with her palm, desire flaring deep in her pelvic floor.
“Do you think she’s good and sorry yet?” Logan said.
“I don’t know. I think she should show you,” Xander said.
“I think that’s a great idea.”
Xander pulled her hair around his fist. “On your knees,” he said. He tugged her off the bed, and she followed his pull. Shaking and hollow, her pussy dripping with desire, she settled herself between Logan’s feet. Her heart hammered. Xander stroked her hair, his hand cupping her chin. The slightest touch and she was his to command.
