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Gods, Nico could really kiss.

Soft, slow, perfect, like kissing was an art form, and he was the master.

Not too deep, not too hard. Just right.

He was so good, I forgot we had an audience until Gabriel’s arms tightened around me, and he murmured, “My turn” into my ear.

Then I was staring into a set of eyes as blue as the ocean, months of tension falling away between us. He was so handsome he broke my heart, with that cleft chin and the way his dimples got deeper when he smiled.

“Hello, Emberline.” Gabriel tucked a strand of hair behind my ear, his fingers dragging down the side of my neck until they stopped at the hollow of my throat, over my racing pulse.

“Hello, Gabriel,” I said because my brain wasn’t working properly.

“I’m going to kiss you now.” He leaned in, but I got there first, pressing my lips to his, savoring the taste of amber and spice, the way a low growl built behind his teeth, and how his tongue slid hungrily against mine like he couldn’t get enough.

His kiss was demanding, forceful, the kiss of a male used to being in control and taking whatever he wanted, and I let him take.

When I slipped my arms around his neck, he growled louder.

“Gabriel,” I moaned his name, my body a live wire. I was crushed so tightly against him, my hardened nipples rubbed his chest, and I was grinding myself on his knee.What was wrong with me?I broke the kiss, released a shuddering breath, and tried to climb off, but he held me in place, one hand drifting down my belly, then lower still, calloused fingers tracing lazy circles on my thigh where the dressing gown had ridden up.

I bit my lip.Gods, that felt so good.

I was so desperate for them, I couldn’t get enough air, couldn’t fucking think.

I opened my eyes, and Dante was staring at me like a male possessed, pupils blown wide, every piece of him completely focused on what was happening. My breath went even shallower, some invisible tether tightening between us.

He was giving me this. Givingusthis.

Even though watching was hard for him, even though he wanted me all to himself, he loved me enough to give me the family I wanted. And I was going to prove to him this was going to work.

That love would bind us together, make us stronger.

I love you, I sent down the bond on a flood of warmth I prayed he could feel. He sucked in a shuddering breath, his big, scarred hands crushing the chair arms in a white-knuckled grip.

A flood of tangled emotions came back, washing over me in a honeyed wave.

“Yes or no, bella?” Gabriel murmured, hooded eyes drifting down my body. His finger traced the tops of mybreasts, pushing up out of the bodice, and my breath came short and fast.

“Yes.” I exhaled slowly, holding Dante’s stare as I smiled, a silent promise that nothing would change between us, that this would only get better.

“Yes, I want this. I wantall of you.”

Gabriel’s hand moved higher, beneath the gown, and I closed my eyes.One more inch and he’ll find out how wet I am, and oh gods, he’s almost there, and I need him to touch me so badly, I will beg for it if that’s what it takes.

“Give me that mouth again,principessa. You taste fucking delicious,”Nico demanded, his hand closing on the nape of my neck.Surely, he knew what Gabriel was doing to me right now. My face heated, and I shifted position, but those clever fingers followed, tracing down the outside of my panties as Gabriel turned me to face his friend.

“There you are.” Nico brushed his lips across mine. “I’ve waited for this forever. Foryou.”

I thought I could drown in the adoration in his eyes. And the fact that Gabriel was rubbing his thumb back and forth across my clit in light, even strokes that had my breathing picking up.

I liked this. Liked being trapped between two big males looking at me like they were about to devour me whole. That my husband was watching while he slowly came unraveled. I’d never felt like this before.

Neverwantedto be consumed, too turned on to do anything but feel.

“Arms up,” Nico urged.

I obeyed, letting him drag the heavy dressing gown over my head. Toss it away. I expected to feel cold, but here was only heat.