A shudder ran through me, a violent, electric jolt of pure desire. I could feel the promise of it in the air, a heavy, potent thing that made my head spin. I was no longer in control. My wolf was at the helm, and she wanted all of them. Now.
Elias didn’t wait for an answer. He just claimed my mouth.
His kiss was nothing like Griff’s. It wasn’t a punishment or a soft reassurance, but an exploration. His tongue traced the seam of my lips, and I opened for him without hesitation. He slid inside, tasting, teasing, a slow, deep kiss that built a fire in my blood, one that burned hotter with every passing second. His other hand came up to cup the back of my neck, his fingers tangling in my hair, holding me still as he deepened the kiss, taking what he wanted, and giving me what I needed.
I was drowning. The world narrowed to the sensation of his mouth on mine, the scent of him, the feel of his hands on my skin. I arched into him, a silent, desperate plea for more. Myfingers clutched at his shoulders, my nails digging into the fabric of his shirt.
When the kiss finally ended, I was breathless, my lips swollen, my body humming with a need that bordered on pain. My gaze was hazy, unfocused, and it took me a moment to realize Griff had moved. He stood there, watching me, his eyes dark, a muscle jumping in his jaw.
Then Bishop leaned in.
He was so close that I could see the faint laugh lines at the corners of his eyes, the way his pupils dilated as he looked at me. He didn’t claim my mouth. He simply brushed his lips against mine, a gentle, almost chaste touch that was more intimate than any kiss I’d ever had.
It was a question.
And I answered by parting my lips, giving him a silent invitation.
He took it.
His kiss made my toes curl. He cupped my face in his hands, his thumbs stroking my cheekbones. His mouth on mine was pure, unadulterated tenderness, and it unraveled me in a way the others hadn’t.
A soft, helpless sound escaped my throat. I leaned into him, my body pliant, my mind a blur of sensation. He tasted of mint and something uniquely Bishop, and I couldn’t get enough.
When he finally pulled back, I was dazed, my head spinning, my body aching with a need that was so intense it was almost painful. I looked up at him, my vision blurry, my lips parted, and saw the same need reflected in his eyes.
Then Eamon was there too.
He knelt by the cot, his expression calm, his movements intentional. He didn’t rush. He simply looked at me, his gaze unwavering, as if he was memorizing every detail of my face.
“Easy,” he murmured. “We’ve got you.”
He leaned in and kissed me.
His kiss was different from all the others. It was gentle but came with a focused intensity that was both encouraging and incredibly arousing. He wasn’t just kissing me; he was reading me, learning my responses, and cataloguing every shudder, every gasp, every tremor.
His hands were not idle either. One slid up my side, his thumb brushing the swell of my breast, a touch that sent a hot wave of desire straight to my core. The other rested on my hip, a steadying, possessive pressure that held me in place as he deepened the kiss.
I melted against him, a helpless, breathless sigh escaping my lips. The heat inside me surged. My hips rocked in a seeking, desperate motion that I couldn’t control.
Eamon pulled back just enough to speak, his breath warm against my lips. “You’re so responsive,” he murmured, his thumb finding and circling my clit through the sheet. “So ready for us.”
I whimpered, my body arching, pleading for more. The need was a living thing inside me now, a desperate, clawing hunger that demanded to be sated.
And then the door slammed open.
Nox burst into the room like a throwing axe, eyes cutting through the room in a single sweep.
“We’ve got a problem,” he said. His gaze flicked to me, hesitated for a second, and then locked onto Elias.
“Talk,” Elias replied.
Nox took two strides into the room, breath still coming hard. “Commander Dane contacted London.”
A cold knot formed in my stomach.
“He’s initiated something he called Phase Gray,” Nox went on. “But that’s not all. Dane’s been given a specific task along with it.”
Silence pressed in.
