Page 52 of Wicked Harmony


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“Don’t forget all those badges you made for Dorian to give to his mom at the trauma center.”

“Okay, okay, enough with the chorus singing my praises.” She waves off our words with a snort, cupping her flaming cheek with the hand not linked with Micah’s.

“I know it might seem too soon for you to trust us, Sin, but we’d like it if you let us get to know you better,” Micah says. “That means knowing the bits that aren’t all sunshine and rainbows, too.”

“All right.” She glances between the two of us and swallows hard. “I did promise myself I was going to stop hiding when I left Grizz’s.”

Micah and I both take a step closer to her. Close enough that every breath is like a shot of sweet scented air into my lungs.

I don’t know about Micah, but I can’t seem to help myself. I’ve been drawn to her from the moment I first caught her scent in that little shop.

She always smells so damn good.

We’ve spent hours together over the past week and a bit. Hours just sitting and talking and I’ve struggled to take my eyes off her. Something deep within me calls out to pull her into my lap and hold her close.

And then she looks up at me with those gorgeous brown eyes and I’m lost. Her hand reaches up and her thumb strokes over my cheek and along my jaw. I shift impossibly closer until there’s no room between us, pressing my big body up against hers.

The three of us stand there for a moment, breathing shared breaths.

“Sin,” I whisper her name, and her eyelids flutter closed.

“You have a beautiful voice, Cal,” she murmurs back. “Has anyone ever told you that?”

“I need to kiss you,” I tell her, my eyes are locked on her lips and I can’t think of anything else right now.

It’s an entirely new feeling, something I’ve never experienced in relation to another person before. But I need to feel her lips on mine. I need to taste her again.

I don’t say any of that, too scared that I’ll scare the shit out of her with the intensity of my feelings when we haven’t even known each other for two full weeks.

Her answer is physical rather than verbal. She goes up on her toes and grips my collar, pulling me down further. I bend my knees, squatting until we’re eye level.

And then she presses her lips to mine.

Her taste explodes in my mouth as she runs her tongue along my lips and twines her tongue with mine. My hand is in her hair, the other skimming over her hip as I hold her close to me before I caress herback, the swell of her ass, heading up to her gorgeous breasts which beg to be released from her top and sucked into my mouth.

These wanton thoughts streak through my mind as I greedily swallow her soft moans. The sounds of Sin’s pleasure don’t belong to the forest or the air. No, they’re mine and I’m going to take each and every one of them inside me.

Eventually, we have to separate for us to both take a heaving breath. She looks up at me with heavy-lidded eyes, panting.

“Holy shit, Cal.”

But we’re not done here. Micah is practically whimpering beside me.

“Fuck. I can feel your need and it’s mixing with mine. It’s so intense,” he murmurs, eyes darting from Sin’s face to mine. “You look so beautiful right now, Sin. You always manage to take my breath away.”

Her face breaks into a smile, and I know exactly what he means. My own breath hitches slightly and Sin glances at me before her eyes dart to Micah and back again.

“You need to touch her, man,” I rumble.

Despite my more bestial side coming to the forefront, I don’t feel threatened by Micah’s attention. We’ve shared too many moments lamenting our own lack of experience to not understand that we both want her.

More than that. Weneedher.

Sin presses her lips to Micah’s and lets out another sweet moan that goes straight to my cock. Surprisingly, though, I don’t feel jealousy writhing inside me. Nor do I step back. Instead, I grow somewhat light-headed as she clutches my cock through my pants even while she’s lost in Micah’s kiss.

Fuck. I want nothing more than to tear off her clothes and rut her against one of the nearby trees.

But that would be a step too far. I don’t want to fuck this up by moving too quickly. Even if I’m already gone for this woman.