Page 62 of Wynter

We’re both grinning when I glance at the bar and spot Leith talking to a teammate. He sees me watching, grins, says something to the other player, and joins us in the booth. Where he kisses me until my toes curl.

“Ready to go, baby?” he asks, sliding out of the booth.

“Sure. But where’s Xavi?” I ask, since there’s no ice block shifter in sight.

“He had to go pick up a few things. It’s a surprise.” Leith grins and pulls me to my feet.

Ghost slides out of the booth, too, but hesitates, then licks his lower lip. “Wyn, if you want to call it a night…”

I swallow hard. Because the thought of him leaving, even if I’ll see him again, makes my chest ache.

“I think what he’s trying to say is he’d like to spend the night with you. We both would.”

“You would?” My heart leaps and my belly somersaults.

“Of course,” Ghost nods. “That is, if you want me to. I don’t want to pressure you. Or rush things.”

Leith snorts. “He means he thinks you’re hot. And he’s trying to be a gentleman.”

“I don’t want you to be a gentleman.” I blush. “I just want you.”

I lean up on tiptoe and kiss Ghost until a wolf whistle from the vicinity of the bar has us pulling apart. We grab our coats, head to Ghost’s car, and Leith gives him directions to the Royal Inn.

I’m excited before we even get there. I’d heard it looks like a mini palace, and it doesn’t disappoint.

Leith leads the way up the staircase and knocks when we get to his room. Xavi opens the door, and I gasp.

The room is huge, with large bay windows and a set of glass doors that reveal a sweeping balcony and the moonlit gardens outside. But what has my attention are the rose petals surrounded by candles that are arranged into a giant heart on the floor.

“You did this for me?” I ask, tears springing to my eyes.

“Does that mean you like it?” Xavi asks hopefully.

“I love it.” I throw my arms around his neck and pull him in for a tight hug.

“You deserve romance,” Leith adds. “Dinner, candles, rose petals. And a whole lot of orgasms.”

And just like that, I’m more than a little wet. And picturing all the different ways I could be orgasming with my guys.

Xavi takes my coat, and I watch Leith and Ghost remove theirs while my heart beats wildly in my chest. And when all three of my guys surround me, their eyes taking me in from head to toe, my pulse spikes and I get the sudden urge to clench my thighs.

“So, how do we do this?” I swallow hard. Part of me just wants to tear my clothes off and beg the guys to fuck me, right here, right now.

“We start by getting you naked.” Leith gives me a small smile, and I grin, because he and I are on the same page.

He closes the distance between us and pulls my sweater over my head. Second time in one day. And then he kisses me. Rough. Hard. Fast. Right before he ice blocks and knocks over half the candles.

For a split second, I think we might burn down the Royal Inn. But then Ghost sends his wind to blow them all out, plunging us into darkness. Seconds later, the lights flicker on, but I don’t get a chance to find out if it’s magic or Xavi, because Ghost distracts me.

He brushes my hair aside and runs his lips along my neck and his hands up and down my back. And then Xavi’s there, in front of me, making love to my mouth with his.

I gasp, then gasp again as Ghost unsnaps my bra. I try to focus on Xavi’s kiss, but Ghost distracts me. Pulls the straps slowly off my shoulders and lets my bra fall to the floor.

My heart pounds in my chest as his warm hands cup my breasts. Because, for the first time in forever, I feel his touch—and not just his air.

And speaking of air, a small gust of wind slides inside my jeans and flicks across my clit. Just once. Enough to make me cry out against Xavi’s lips.

My ice block shifter gives me one last gentle kiss and pulls back. “Zoe…” he says my name hesitantly. “Do you like ice?”