“Let him breathe.Fuck, why’re you moving like that, Marcus?”
I looked at Ellis at the mention of my name.He was staring at me and Dom.I tried to figure out what he meant, but then Linc’s hand wandered down my body to my waist, and I could see it.I was sort of writhing with pleasure at the touch.
I smiled.“I think I’m impatient.”
“Ah.”Dom’s head sagged forward, his forehead pressing into the crook of my neck.I felt his breath tickling my skin.
“Marcus, look at me.”Linc again, with that voice that made me obey.
“Hmm?”
“Is it okay if we take your clothes off?Can we touch you?”
I was about ready to melt.At the suggestion of more touch, a shiver ran through me, and one of them growled.Apparently, I’d moved again.
“Yes, undress me.And touch me.All over.”
They did.Linc’s touch was excruciatingly tender when he slipped his fingers under my shirt and started peeling it off.At the same time, Ellis started on my socks, and Dom, the third dancer in this exquisite choreography, opened the button on my jeans.
Linc got my shirt off, and I watched Dom slide his hand into my jeans and gasp, then lift his fingers to his mouth and suck them.
His eyes met mine.“You’re soaked through.You taste so good.”
I blushed furiously, but before I could get too embarrassed, Ellis pulled down my pants.
“Lift your hips, Marcus.Yeah, like that.”
“I think our mate is really good with his hips.”Linc wasn’t even looking at me.Or he was, just not at my eyes.
A stupid grin spread all over my face.In this very moment, I was powerful.I’d been in bed with other people—Steven, sure, but also others before him—but I had never had this much power, this ability to command someone’s attention with just a word or an involuntary twitch of my leg.
There was a small voice in my head that wondered whether this was because they were all werewolves.Whether I hadn’t found the right person so far because I’d been looking among the wrong section of the population.
Maybe these three were it for me.Maybe being their mate was what I needed, not the post-breakup abstinence after all.
I pressed my eyes closed, overcome with confusion as little fires broke out all over my skin, ignited by fingers and hands, by Ellis’s lips pressing a kiss against my knee.
“I want—” I was breathless, and it was hard to focus on words.Ellis was kissing his way up from my knee, and?—
“What, Marcus?What do you want?”Linc asked, cupping my cheek again, centering me long enough for me to gather my thoughts.
“You guys naked.I want to see you guys naked.I want to see…I want to see what looking at me does to you.”
Ellis, sadly, stopped before his kisses got him to anywhere interesting, and he and Linc locked eyes.“What did you do with him while I was at work?”
I put my foot on his shoulder.“Dom bought me hiking shoes and paraded me around town.I like a good time, you know?I have a right to want to see three hot werewolves aroused for me, okay?”
Dom chuckled, and in the process he flicked my left nipple with his tongue.That was torturous.
“You heard him.Let’s get undressed,” Linc said.
Ah, I liked how reasonable he was.I also liked that they were taking off their clothes, but they didn’t pay me nearly as much attention while they did so.That was frustrating, but they all looked really good undressed, so it was okay.I’d seen most of Dom already, and while the flannel was very questionable indeed, his exercise routine really worked for him.Linc too.He didn’t look like he spent much time behind a desk at all.There was too much definition there, and his slim waist would make him look absolutely gorgeous in a suit.
Ellis, on the other hand, was softer than the other two.Not that he was in any way less toned, but where there was sharp definition in Linc and Dom, Ellis gave me cuddle vibes.But cuddling was going to have to wait.
“You’re almost drooling, Little Red.”Dom huffed.“Shit, I can understand Dad talking about Mom being all in shape a lot more now.”
I looked at him.“People shouldn’t bring their parents into the bedroom, figuratively speaking.But seriously, is this a werewolf cliché fanfic got right?”
