Something more animalistic.
After releasing a frustrated breath because I had been so freaking close to hearing those words from the one man I’d thought I wouldneverhear them from, I cleared my throat and straightened myself out.
My entire body was burning with tension, the space between my legs … soaked.
Instead of saying a word, Rush stepped farther into the room and locked the door behind himself.When they shared another look, I swallowed hard and found myself pressing against the desk once more.
“In here, all alone with Astrid, and you didn’t invite me?”Rush asked.
Arch clenched his jaw.“You didn’t seem interested in fucking her.”
“Yes, he does,” I murmured, remembering the last time we had been together.
A low chuckle left Rush’s mouth as he walked toward us with slow, lazy steps, his gaze never leaving mine once.Warmth pooled between my thighs, and my nipples hardened underneath my shirt.
While Arch usuallylikedsharing with Rush, Arch grabbed my waist and pulled me against him before Rush could approach me fully.I stood between two boulders that called themselves men, with Arch angry and Rush amused.
“Damn.”Rush chuckled.“I should’ve come in earlier.”
Arch’s grip on me tightened, and before I could even process what was happening, Arch tilted my head back so I looked up at him, and he crashed his lips onto mine.It was anything but soft or careful.It was a claim, a punishment.
He was angry.
Possessive.
Obsessed with the thought of me being his.And only his.
I gasped into his mouth, and he grabbed my hips, lifting me back onto the desk and slipping between them.Rush was suddenly on the other side of the desk, his fingers swooping my hair over my shoulder and to my back, giving himself room for his lips on my neck.
“She was mine before anyone noticed her,” Arch growled, breaking the kiss.
“But she’s not just yours anymore.”Another low chuckle left Rush’s mouth.“No, she’s ours.”
CHAPTERSIXTY-SIX
ASTRID
Before I could stopeither of them, their lips were all over me—Arch’s on my own and Rush’s on my neck.I was trapped between them, small moans leaving my mouth as their hands explored my body, and I didn’t want to escape.
Hell, I didn’t even try.
When Rush’s hand disappeared between my thighs, I spread them further apart and moaned into Arch’s mouth.Rush smirked against my neck, finding my sensitive clit and playing with it,teasingit.
Arch bit down on my lower lip, and I opened my mouth, inviting him in.He slipped his tongue between my lips and ground his bulge against my cunt, his hands groping my ass on the table.When he pulled away, he smacked me on the cheek.Hard.
I clenched and stared back at him, daring him to do it again.
Another long kiss, then another smack.
Another kiss, another smack.
Another kiss, another smack.
Heat swarmed in my core, and I pulled my knees to my chest, sitting completely on the small desk, desperate for one of them to finally slip inside me.They were so good at fucking me together; both knew exactly how to move, exactly what to say, how to treat me.
“Please,” I cried.“I need more!”
Once Arch pulled away again, I expected another slap, but he grabbed my throat and pushed me backward against Rush until I lay back completely on the desk.
