Patience. It’ll be worth waiting for.
But his patience had a limit, and he reached it the moment she was back on her feet.
Mace must have reached the same threshold because, in a coordinated sweep, they moved in, Mace going for her top, and Blade coming in from behind. He gripped her hips, intent on removing her skirt, but it felt too good to press into her, his erection cradled against her firm ass. Inhaling her spicy, feminine scent, he kissed her neck, nuzzling her nape as he slid one hand beneath the fabric of her skirt.
Her soft moan sent a shock of desire through him. He wanted to drag this out, to enjoy every single second, but anticipation had hijacked his senses, and he ground his cock into her, letting it slip beneath her skirt as his fingers breached the elastic of her panties.
She was wet already, and she arched into his touch. Mace swallowed her gasp with his mouth, kissing her as he removed her bra.
She made a sound of impatience and tried to shove down her skirt, but Mace gripped her wrists, pinning them to her abdomen.
“You said we get to undress you.” His voice was dark, rough with restraint. “Let Blade do it.”
“But he’snotdoing it.”
The petulance in her voice made Blade smile as he nipped her skin and pushed a finger inside her tight heat. “So, you don’t like this?”
“Yes,” she moaned as she rode his hand. “So much.”
“You should put her out of her misery.” Mace flicked his tongue over one of her nipples. “I want to hear her come.”
Blade wanted totasteit.
There’d been no time for that in Alaska. But there was time now. His cock twitched painfully, reminding him that there wasn’tmuchtime.
In a quick, coordinated surge, he moved in front of her as Mace moved behind. For a heartbeat, she seemed confused, but the moment Blade sank down on one knee, taking her skirt down with him, glorious understanding brightened her eyes.
She wants this.
He dragged his gaze down, from her plump, moist lips, past her breasts, which Mace was caressing from behind, to her slender waist, and finally, to the red vee of curls that made his inner demon wild.
Mace, ever Blade’s wingman, gently nudged her feet apart with his, widening her stance and exposing her glorious, glistening flesh to Blade’s hungry gaze. Gripping her upper thighs, he used his thumbs to open her even more, and when the tip of his tongue dipped between her swollen lips, she shouted his name.
And that was the end of his restraint.
He surged against her, lapping at her like he was starving. And he was. Starving for her. Starving for everything he could get for as long as he could get it. He penetrated her with his tongue and swirled it deep inside as Mace alternated gently caressing her breasts and pinching her nipples.
She was getting close, the air filling with her pheromones and the sexual energy sparking between them. Her panting breaths came faster, until they were little more than sharp gasps, and when he dragged his tongue through her slit to concentrate on her silky nub, she screamed the way Mace had wanted her to.
Her orgasm jacked Blade up, her unique zest making his tongue tingle and his body tighten.
He knew she’d be spicy.
In a surge of impatience, he shoved to his feet and swept her into his arms. He felt like a bit of a caveman as he hauled her to the bedroom and set her on the floor at the end of the king-size bed.
Mace tugged her against him, kissing her senseless as Blade climbed onto the mattress and fetched the knife from the bedside table. He and Mace had chosen the dagger, a gift from Reaver following their first training session with Scotty. The wordFATEhad been etched into thebone handle, and since fate would be choosing Scotty’s mate, the dagger seemed appropriate.
“Are we ready?” Blade’s voice was so ragged with lust and the gravity of the situation that he barely recognized it as his own.
Scotty nodded and held her hand out to him.
Taking it, he lay back on the bed and pulled her down on top of him. Gods, she was beautiful as she mounted him, her breasts swaying gently, playing peek-a-boo with her long, silky hair.
Mace stayed back, his gaze hot as she straddled Blade’s hips. His shaft slid through her slick valley, and they both moaned as she rocked against him. He ran his palms up her muscular thighs, letting his thumbs slip between them to stroke the place he’d just tasted.
The entire time, her gaze was locked with his. This was what he’d missed in that cold, wet cave in Alaska. Because even though he’d felt their connection then, it wasn’t like this. Her gorgeous eyes burned with intensity that went beyond lust. There was so much riding on this, not the least of which was her very life.
“I love you,” he murmured. “No matter what happens tonight, I will give my life for you. And for Mace.”
