“Will you stay?” Julien asks, but it isn’t the confident, smooth tone I’m used to. It’s edged with uncertainty, and desperation.
“Julien.”Now it’s Kane’s turn to put on the daddy voice.
Ha! That thought makes me splutter out a little giggle.
Ezekial steps closer, voice low.“She can’t think clearly. It’s unfair to ask her to stay, and you know that.”
But Julien clearly doesn’t give a shit.
His eyes widen pleadingly, a soft, warm red. His mouth turns down at the sides. “Please.”
“Juststopwith theface.” I scrunch my eyes shut briefly. “First Kane, now you?”
“I need you near,” Julien murmurs in a low rumble. Adding another gentle, “Please.”
“I’ll be right next door.” I pat his chest reassuringly.
His hard, bare, muscular chest that I’m suddenly staring at very intently.
His large hand engulfs mine, raising my fingers to his lips.“It’s not close enough,” he whispers against them.
A whisper that reignites heated memories…
“Big guy, come on, now,” Sai cajoles, while I feel the hum of his markings as his hand slides across my back, above where Julien’s arm cradles me.“Stop being a clingy fucker before you push her away.”
Ezekial moves beside Julien.“If I’m agreeing with Sai, then you know he’s right.”
Sai scowls at him.“Cocky fucker…”
“Let her go.”Kane’s command comes from… somewhere, making me shiver.
Luckily, I’m so high they probably think I’ve just got the shakes. And I laugh again.
Julien’s eyes flare a darker red as he stares down at me. But then he places another gentle kiss to my fingertips, before carefully lowering me onto my feet.
His large, warm hand is still touching my spine as he says, “I’ll see you—” He shakes his head, starts again. “Please, may I see you when you wake?”
Julien’s long fingers brush along the lower curve of my spine and Sai’s trail across my shoulder blades, leaving a path of heat and tingles.
I try to clear my mind, remember Julien’s question, remember that this is a friendship—we are friends.
Totally friends.
Not like one of my friends just gave me a mind-blowing orgasm. No, that doesn’t matter. What’s an orgasm amongst friends?
Exactly.
So I shouldprobablyput up more of a fight. Should pull away from their touch.
But I don’t.
I just stand there and take it, revel in their touches, in the feeling of the brothers watching this… all four of them together.
A dark, hot and very dangerous sensation seeps into the air—one that is definitelynot friendly.
Julien repeats his question, I think? I hear the word tomorrow again, so I just nod.
When he responds with a small smile, I want to jump back into his arms. I want to run my teeth along his throat, bite a little harder, make him moan—
