Klarissa’s lips curved into a nervous smile as she looked around at the room set for seduction.“You two planned this?”
“Planned?”Rune arched a brow.“Maybe dreamed, definitely hoped.”
Kamon leaned down, brushing her hair back from her face.“But the reality,waan jai, is better than any dream.”
Her laughter came again, softer this time, colored with affection.“God, you’re both so damn intense.”
Rune’s grin flashed.“You’ll get used to it.Either way, we’re not going anywhere.”
The first kiss was Rune’s—slow, coaxing, the heat of it pouring through her veins.She broke away on a breath only to find Kamon there, his lips firmer, hungrier.She gasped into him, the sound swallowed by his mouth, and Rune chuckled low in his chest.
“She tastes delicious, doesn’t she, brother?”Rune teased, voice rough with desire.
“Damn straight,” Kamon muttered, pulling Klarissa closer between them.
Their touches turned exploratory, reverent hands moving over fabric, slipping beneath the cream dress she’d worn to dinner.Rune’s fingers traced the line of her thigh, Kamon’s palm spread over her back, each touch grounding her even as it set her aflame.
Rune bent to kiss her shoulder, sliding the zip of her dress down to bare more skin.“You’re trembling,” he whispered against her ear.
“Maybe I’m nervous,” she admitted breathlessly.“This ...this feels like too much, too fast.”
Kamon kissed the crown of her head, his voice a low vow.“Then we’ll go slow.We’ll follow your lead,waan jai.Always.”
Her eyes burned at the simple truth in his tone.“And if I stumble?”
Rune pressed his forehead to hers.“Then we catch you.Every damn time.”
Rune peeled his own shirt off, muscles flexing as he tossed it aside.Klarissa giggled, tension breaking.“I did notice you flex a lot when you cook.”
He growled playfully, leaning in to nip her jaw.“Mock the chef, will you?Dangerous move,suuway.”
“Worth it,” she shot back, eyes dancing.
Kamon laughed, shaking his head.“She’s already figured you out, brother.”
They undressed her slowly, reverently—Rune sliding the cream dress down her body in one long sweep, leaving her in nothing but a lacy G-string and her high heels.Her breasts were bare, flushed under their combined heat.Kamon sank to one knee before her, his large hands sliding over her calf as he reached for one heel.He eased it off, his lips brushing her ankle as he murmured, “One day,waan jai, we’ll leave these on when we take you.”
Klarissa’s breath hitched, a smile tugging at her lips as the image sparked heat low in her belly.“I think I’d like that,” she whispered.Kamon set her shoe aside before removing the other, then stood again, eyes burning.
Rune ran a finger along the scar at her back, and then the one on her thigh, “I want to kill whoever left these abominations on you.”
Kamon growled against her neck.“Get in line.”
Klarissa smiled, shaking her head.“No, we will not be talking about any of that or allowing them to interrupt our night.”The smile on her men’s faces told her they agreed wholeheartedly with that statement.
Rune and Kamon shed the rest of their clothes with unhurried purpose, until there was nothing between the three of them but heat and want.
“Oh, God,” she whispered, arching into them.
Rune’s chuckle vibrated against her skin.“Not God,suuway.Just us.”
Kamon’s mouth replaced Rune’s hand, his tongue teasing her nipple until she moaned, body arching helplessly.Rune slid lower, spreading her thighs and pressing a kiss against the damp lace covering her sex.She gasped.
“Rune—”
He growled low, the sound vibrating against her.“Taste of heaven,” he murmured before pulling the lace aside and sealing his mouth over her.His tongue stroked her folds in long, slow sweeps, then circled her clit with deliberate pressure until she gasped.He alternated sucking and flicking, relentless, his growl turning into a satisfied hum as she trembled against him.
Kamon slid in behind her, supporting her weight as he pushed her hips forward, giving Rune better access.His palms cupped her breasts, thumbs brushing her nipples until they hardened beneath his touch.He nipped her ear, voice low and rough.“So responsive,waan jai.So beautiful when you give yourself over to us.”
