“Sorry, I didn’t mean—”
“Don’t stop. I love hearing you.”
“We all do.” Casimir crowded against my back, his chest a solid wall of heat. “Don’t be embarrassed. Every sound you make is beautiful.”
I could feel his long, hard length against my backside, just like Koa’s was shoving into my upper thigh. Being sandwiched between two powerful, aroused men should have made me feel awkward, but their hands were so gentle, their voices so tender, their scents so comforting, that I felt nothing but safe.
“Look at me, beloved.” Koa waited until I lowered my hands, his chest rising as rapidly as mine. “Do you want to continue?”
“Um. Is thisnormal? Thefluttering?”
“Which fluttering, sweetheart?” I couldhearthe smirk on Zane’s face. “The one in your chest or the one in your p—”
“Cardiac arrhythmia isn’t uncommon during intimacy,” Casimir said at the same time, his fingers finding the pulse point in my neck. “Though your 120 bpm suggests—”
Koa silenced them both with a look.
“You set the rhythm, Seri. Fast, slow.” He squeezed my hip a little tighter. “Stop.”
“Ah.” My voice shrank under their collective attention. “I don’t know what I’m doing.”
“As we told you before, we’re also inexperienced,” Casimir reminded me, his lips brushing the shell of my ear. “Which means we learn together. At your pace, Seri.”
The way they said it, theymeantit, and it unspooled the last knot in my chest.
“You’ll stop if I ask you to?” I whispered.
“Of course,” Koa promised. “Always.”
“Then, yes.” I swallowed hard. “I want to go on, Koko.”
He kissed me again, his lips slow and passionate, and I barely noticed Casimir helping him slide my nightie over my head until I was naked between them, vulnerable in a way I’d never been before, exposed to their gazes.
I knew I wasn’t beautiful. Several scars marred my skin and they’d all commented on my thinness with worried frowns several times now. What if they found me unattractive, as Amabel said they would? What if they didn’t like the size of my breasts, which were nowhere near as large as Eluned’s? What if they thought I was—
Before I could cross my arms over myself, Zane moved to the foot of the bed.
“Cruor,” he breathed, eyes widening. “You’re gorgeous.”
“Exquisite.” Casimir’s gaze was reverent as it traveled over me.
“Perfect,” Koa murmured, tracing a finger along my collarbone. “Absolutely perfect.”
“Damn right she’s perfect! I could spend hours justlookingat those perky tits—”
“Zane!” I squealed, covering my face with my hands again as heat surged from my chest to my hairline.
“Sorry,” he said, not sounding sorry at all. “Not for what I think, just for embarrassing you.”
That only made me squeak louder, but Casimir wrapped his fingers around my wrists, coaxing my hands away from my face.
“Don’t hide from us. Please?”
His tenderness undid me. I let him pull my hands away, revealing my burning face just as Koa’s large palm cupped my breast. The contact sent electricity shooting through me, and I arched instinctively into his touch.
“So responsive,” he murmured, his thumb brushing over my nipple. It made me gasp, my body jerking in surprise.
“Knew you’d be sensitive,” Zane crooned.
