“Why not?” Zane interrupted. “It’s what you excel at.”
“When your cycledoesrestart, Seri, we’ll need to be aware of your fertile window and use protection during that time since, um. Well,obviouslynone of us has anything resembling a pullout game.”
“Condoms at least during the time you could actually conceive,” Zane smirked. “So we’d better get in as much bareback boning as we can in the meantime.”
“Barebackwhat?” I blinked up at him.
Zane’s grin turned wicked as his hands moved to my shirt.
“Allow me to demonstrate, darling.”
11. For a Heartbeat
Seri
Before I could ask any more questions, Zane’s mouth was on mine, hot and insistent, while his fingers worked at my shirt buttons.
His lips were hungry and demanding in a way that made my body respond instantly, like dry tinder catching a spark. His fingers made quick work of my buttons, exposing my skin to the cool air and the heat of his gaze. I still marveled at how they looked at me, all three of them, like I was something precious and desirable, not the burden I’d been told I was for so long.
“Look at you,” Zane breathed as he reared back to strip off his own shirt. “So damn beautiful, it hurts.”
I flushed from my cheeks to my chest, still unused to such raw admiration. Before I could reply, his mouth was back on mine, his tongue slipping past my lips to tangle with my own. The bed dipped as Koa and Casimir joined us, their clothes disappearing in a rustle of fabric and soft thuds against the floor.
Koa’s lips found the sensitive spot where my neck met my shoulder, and I gasped into Zane’s mouth. Casimir’s large hands slidbeneath me, deftly unhooking my bra and drawing it away, leaving me bare from the waist up.
“Gonna make you feel so good, blossom.” Zane’s fingers worked at the fastening of my jeans. “Gonna make you come so hard, you’ll see stars.”
The things he said when we made love had shocked me at first, but now his words sent molten heat pouring through my veins. There was something thrilling about his desire, the way he narrated exactly what he planned to do to me. To dowithme.
“Wanna taste every inch of you, baby,” he mumbled, tugging my jeans and undies down to my knees, where Casimir took over, whipping them off in one smooth motion. “Wanna feel you come on my cock.”
I whimpered at his words, my core tightening almost painfully. My thighs fell open for him, an invitation I no longer felt shy about extending. Our nights of lovemaking had taught me that they liked when I embraced my desires rather than concealed them.
Koa’s mouth moved to my breast, his tongue circling my nipple before drawing it between his lips. Casimir claimed my other breast, his touch more controlled, but no less intense. Four hands, two mouths, all overwhelming me in the most exquisite way.
Zane settled between my legs, his fingertips ghosting over my folds before his thumb swept inside them. I gasped, my back arching off the bed as he found the little jewel that sent lightning shooting through my core.
“Like heaven,” he groaned against my belly. “So soft and wet for us already. Love how responsive you are, sweetheart. Love how you don’t hide how much you want this. Wantus.”
One of my hands tangled in Koa’s hair as the other gripped Casimir’s shoulder, the pleasure building inside me like a gathering storm. Casimir’s fingers tweaked and rolled my nipple, sending sharp jolts straight to where Zane’s clever thumb worked its magic.
“That’s it,” Zane urged, sliding two fingers inside me. “Let go for me, darling. Come on my fingers before I fuck you blind.”
His encouragement, combined with his fingers pumping inside me and his thumb swirling my swollen jewel, pushed me right over the edge. A cry tore from my throat as pleasure crashed through me.
“Need to be inside you, angel. Need to feel that pussy squeezing me.”
He thrust into me in one smooth motion, filling me even as I rode the aftershocks from my climax. He set a punishing pace, driving into me with fast strokes that had me screaming his name in seconds.
“Night’s teeth!” His eyes locked with mine, wild with desire.
Koa and Casimir kept their mouths busy with my neck and breasts, turning my skin into one giant nerve ending, hypersensitive to every touch, every kiss, every gentle scrape of teeth. It was almost too much, yet I wanted,neededmore.
“Almost.” Zane’s rhythm grew erratic, his breathing harsh. “Almost … there.”
And Casimir’s forefinger made sure I shattered as Zane groaned my name, spilling inside me, his body shuddering. For a moment, he collapsed against me, his forehead on mine as we both gasped for breath.
Then, with a final kiss that was surprisingly tender given the intensity of what had just happened, he rolled to the side, and Casimir took his place, hovering over me, his eyes bright and gleaming.
