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There. Now we’re even.
“Fuck,” Dax mutters, his voice even rougher than before. His hips shift the same way mine did earlier, as if he’s so turned on it’s almost physically painful.
I don’t like to see him in pain, want to soothe the ache in both of us, so I step toward him, and the second I’m within reach, his arm bands around my waist, bringing me closer. I expect him to pull my head down for a kiss, but instead, his tongue darts out to lash my nipple, drawing a shocked gasp from me.
He doesn’t stop though. His tongue flicks back and forth a few more times before his lips close around my breast, drawing it in with a deep pull. When his teeth bite down on the hard, sensitive peak, sensation explodes through me like a bomb going off.
“God, Dax!”
I grab his head with both hands, a moan falling from my lips.
An answering noise from Chase draws my attention, and when I look over at him, he grins dazedly and shakes his head, like he wants me so much he can’t believe it hasn’t killed him yet.
I want him too. I want to run my hands through his copper-blond hair, to taste his lips with my tongue.
When I move away from Dax, the broad-shouldered boy releases me, his hand trailing down the curve of my spine as I go. Chase leans back a little in his chair as I approach, and when I reach him, he does what I expected his twin to, hooking the back of my neck and hauling me toward him for a toe-curling kiss.
I almost lose my balance, and my hands go to his chest for stability, palms pressing against the hard, warm planes of muscle as my tongue moves against his.
This time, more than one of the kings makes a noise, and I kiss Chase harder, letting my tongue tangle with his as his friends watch. I’m gaining confidence, losing my apprehension as every move I make is met with fierce approval from the four boys.
When Chase and I finally break apart, I notice that he’s gripping the base of his cock hard in his free hand, squeezing the thick length like he’s trying to keep himself from coming right here and now. I don’t know why the sight turns me on so much, but the pulsing ache inside me builds until it’s hard to breathe.
I glance up and see Lincoln watching me, raw lust and something like pride gleaming in his eyes. As if he likes seeing me like this.
The sparks zapping through my body ignite a flame that threatens to burn me down, and I move around the table quickly, abandoning any pretense of a slow, sexy saunter in my rush to reach him.
He tugs me down to sit sideways on his lap, and when he presses me close, I can feel his cock against my hip. One arm wraps around my waist while the other reaches up to massage my breast, pinching my nipple in the way he knows will make me unravel.
Then he kisses me, and there’s dominance and claiming and liberation all wrapped up in the press of his lips against mine. When he breaks the kiss, his hand leaves my breast to thread through my hair, and his breath stirs the delicate strands as he puts his lips to my ear.
“Have you fucked River, Low?” he whispers, so quietly I know the question is meant only for me.
My pussy clenches around nothing, the fire inside me turning to an inferno as I shake my head.
“Do you want to?”
He pours the question into my ear, then pulls back to see my answer, to read the expression on my face as I process his words.
Holy fuck.
I don’t know if I can speak. I can barely coordinate the muscles needed to make my head nod.
Yes. I want to.
I’ve been wanting to, but something kept holding me back. I didn’t know what it was… but now I think maybe it was this.
&nbs
p; Without even knowing it, I was waiting for this moment.
To share it with all of them.
Lincoln’s grin is ravenous and almost feral, and he kisses me so hard we bruise each other’s lips before he releases me.
When I look over, River is watching me with the same quiet intensity he always does. Like he’s so used to observing, to scrutinizing people closely to read their lips, that he sees and notices more than anyone else does. Like I couldn’t hide from him even if I wanted to.
But I don’t want to.
