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Fuck.
I was about to open my mouth, still not entirely sure what I would say, when he continued.
“These two are the only people in the entire fucking world I would even think about sharing you with. If we do this, it stops here. Just the three of us and you.”
His words were a low murmur, but Lachlan must’ve heard them anyway, because he grunted. “Aye, sweetheart. I agree.”
“Same.” Trace’s voice held a touch of humor. “Although I can’t guarantee I won’t accidentally elbow one of these assholes in the face.”
My snort of laughter broke the tension simmering inside me, and I reached out a foot to kick at him lightly. “Well, I can’t guarantee I won’t elbow you in the face, so I guess we’ll all just have to take the risk.”
I felt Merrick’s chest shake as he chuckled too, and his arm tightened around me. It was probably a good sign that threats of violence seemed to turn all three of these guys on so much. They really did get me.
A wave of nerves and arousal flooded me as Merrick’s hands drifted down to my hips. His fingers dug into my flesh as he gripped hard for a second, as if he were still struggling with the instinct to pick me up in his arms and carry me back to his cave.
Then, slowly, he turned me on his lap, shifting my body so that my back was pressed against his front and my legs straddled his thigh—facing me outward as if presenting me as a gift to his friends.
Both of the men sitting nearby moaned in appreciation, and I felt my chest flush as they each moved closer, dropping to their knees in front of us. Trace was shirtless, his skin still dusted with soot in some places and his tattoos almost seeming to move as the firelight flickered over them.
Lachlan’s hands fell on my thighs, his warm palms making my skin heat up through the fabric of my pants as Trace pulled my head down just enough to press his lips to mine.
It was the first time I’d kissed him—although definitely not the first time I’d thought about it—and I leaned into it like a starving woman, sliding my tongue between his lips to taste him.
Merrick groaned behind me, and as Lach’s hands slipped up under my shirt, gliding over the bare skin of my stomach, Merrick’s fingers moved in the opposite direction, sliding down between my thighs to brush against my clit.
My whole body jerked, and I yelped against Trace’s lips, my hands reaching out to clutch at anything I could grab ahold of. It felt amazing and insane, so many sensations hitting me at once that my body didn’t know where to focus first.
“Gods, I can tell you like this, Ari,” Merrick murmured against my ear, his fingers pressing harder against my clit, the touch growing more demanding. “I can feel how much you like it.”
I muttered something into Trace’s mouth that wasn’t even English, arching my back as Lachlan’s hands found my breasts under my shirt. My whole body was starting to undulate and writhe on Merrick’s lap, as if trying to flee the onslaught of pleasure and chase it all at once.
“Help me get her shirt off,” Lachlan muttered, brushing his thumbs over my nipples before letting go to grab the hem of the garment.
Trace broke our kiss, pulling away long enough for his friend to tug the shirt up and over my head, helping him pull it over my arms. Merrick, obviously presuming the two of them could handle it, kept up his delicious assault on my clit, massaging in slow, deep circles as I gasped for breath.
Lips found mine again, but they weren’t Trace’s. Lachlan and he had switched places, and as Trace leaned down to lick a line over my rib cage and up between my breasts, biting softly at the fabric of my bra, Lachlan devoured my mouth in a kiss as passionate and overwhelming as the man himself.
“Fuck,” he rasped against my lips. His hands were roaming my body, bumping into Trace’s as the two men seemed to compete to see who could touch me in more places at once. “This is insane. Why is this so fuckin’ hot?”
I didn’t bother answering. I just wrapped my hand around the back of his neck and made him kiss me again, sucking on his tongue as Trace bit down on one of my nipples. Merrick’s hand delved under the waistband of my pants, and I could feel his cock pressing against my lower back.
He was hard.
Were the others hard?
I wanted to feel. I wanted to drive them as crazy as they were making me.
Reaching out, I brushed my fingertips over their chests and abs, trailing downward. Lachlan was bulkier, but Trace was cut and lean, with the chiseled definition of a rock star.
I leaned forward a little until my hands reached their dicks, and the second I touched them, both men groaned and crowded closer.
Merrick pushed my hair aside as his lips worshipped the back of my neck, and I could feel his breath growing harsher, feel his hips thrusting up against me even as his fingers found my clit again, no barrier of fabric between us this time.
I was close to coming already. My body wasn’t used to being attacked from so many different angles all at once, and it felt like an electric current flowed through me, lighting me up like a damn lamp.
“Fuck,” I muttered, my hands scrabbling for the buttons of Lachlan’s and Trace’s pants. “Don’t stop. Don’t ever fucking stop.”
Almost as soon as the words were out of my mouth, a loud crack split the air.
