Page 189 of My Undead Love Life

“I know.” Keith’s shoulders lowered slightly. “I was thinking about it because it’s been a year since we found each other again.”

“That is a strange anniversary thought,” Luck teased him.

“I think about practical things.”

I leaned up and kissed Keith’s jaw. “I appreciate you caring about it, but I really am sterile now.”

“I love you,” he replied, catching the back of my neck and sealing his mouth over mine. His lips parted mine, tongue sliding into my mouth as his hand tightened gently at the nape of my neck. Heat rolled through me. I touched his chest, tracing the hard planes of muscle and the new scar I had memorized over the past year.

Luck made an impatient moan beside me. “Group sex is great sex, you know.”

Keith kissed me once more before pulling back enough to look at him. “No one argued otherwise.”

“Just establishing the facts.”

“Your commitment to the facts is inspiring,” Oxi said dryly.

He preened from the dry compliment.

Mad leaned over Luck and pressed a kiss to my shoulder. “Do you want us, flare?”

“Yes,” I whispered. “I want all of you.”

Luck’s mismatched eyes darkened. Oxi’s hand tightened against my hip. Keith smiled against my mouth.

Mad’s palm cupped my jaw. “Good.”

Keith kissed me again, slower this time, and his hand drifted down my body. His fingers traced my ribs, my waist, and the curve of my stomach before sliding between my thighs.

I opened for him instinctively.

He brushed over my soaked heat once, and my breath caught. “Already wet,” he murmured against my lips.

“I’m in bed naked with four men I love. It would be concerning if I wasn’t.”

Luck cupped one of my breasts. “She makes a compelling point.” His thumb swept over my nipple, teasing it into a hard peak before he pinched gently.

My back arched as I moaned into Keith’s mouth.

Oxi kissed the other side of my neck, teeth scraping lightly over my skin. His fingers moved to my other breast, playing with it.

Mad watched us. The intensity in his golden eyes made my pulse quicken before he even touched me.

Keith slid two thick fingers inside me. I moaned again.

He curled them, finding the spot that made my hips jerk toward his hand. “That’s it, wildflower.” He broke our kiss. “Let me feel you.”

Luck pinched my nipple again while kissing the corner of my mouth. “Who are you wet for, slayer?”

“All of you.”

“Good answer,” Mad purred. His hand replaced Oxi’s on my breast, larger and rougher, squeezing carefully before his callused thumb dragged over my nipple.

Oxi moved lower. His mouth traced a path down my chest, stomach, and hip while Keith continued pumping his fingers into me. Every curl sent another pulse of pleasure through my body.

I tried to follow each of their touches. Keith’s fingers, Luck’s mouth at my neck, Mad’s hand on my breast, and Oxi kissing the inside of my thigh. There were too many sensations to separate, and I loved it. My men overwhelmed me in different ways until the only thing that remained was trust.

Oxi spread my thighs wider and settled between them. His green eyes lifted to mine. “Tell me what you want, snowfire.”