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Liam stood just inside the door, his jeans riding low on his hips and clinging to his lean form. His blond hair caught the light from the bathroom and for an instant, her world just...stopped. A moment later, everything resumed, and he stared at her quizzically. “Kat?”
She shook her head, more at herself than at him. “Sometimes you just hit me, Liam, and I remember all the reasons I married you.”
His expression softened. “Aw, K-K.”
Hunter stepped around Liam into the room. “You guys want me to bail?”
The words were casual, but the tension underlying them was not. Hunter wore only his boxers and his rigid muscles gave him away. Kat told herself someday they would all find a comfortable dynamic and Hunter would be able to read her and Liam as easily as they read each other, just as he’d found his oasis of order amid the chaos of their dresser. Likewise, she and Liam would develop more refined sensitivities to Hunter’s needs. But they weren’t there yet.
She glanced at Liam, who raised his eyebrows a fraction. Well?
“Not at all.” Kat rubbed her fingertips over the silk she held. “That wouldn’t be at all what I had in mind.”
“What did you have in mind?” Wariness and curiosity twined together in Hunter’s question, and the idea that she made him nervous soothed her ruffled ego.
She smiled at them both, and from the looks on their faces, it wasn’t a reassuring smile. It wasn’t really meant to be. Exactly.
“A little of this, a little of that. Why don’t you come over here and find out?”
Liam cocked his head to the side, a hint of caution tempering the growing interest. He knew her well enough to distrust her playful invitation. Still, he stepped toward her, unbuttoning his jeans.
She licked her lips, tracking every movement as he stripped. By the time he reached her, her skin prickled with the first edges of real arousal. She dropped her forgotten nightie along with her towel. Liam reached for her but she side-stepped and walked to the bed. Neither man said a word but both followed her. She could feel their gazes on her body as she crawled onto the mattress. When she turned to face them, her core flexed with anticipation.
Hunter stood behind Liam, a larger, darker presence radiating heat and wary anticipation.
They were such a contrast, her men. Hunter with his dark warrior’s body and chiseled face told the tale as much as anything. What you saw was what you got. Liam’s bright hair and pale skin combined with his lean body and almost pretty face to give him a nearly ethereal quality. Of course, that was just looks, since Liam was earthy and could be downright nasty if properly motivated.
That was her task—her very pleasurable task—here. She needed him to be motivated tonight. So much hinged on her ability to pull this off.
“Mmm,” she murmured, laying her fingertips along Liam’s hip. “Kiss me?”
Liam leaned down, bumping his ass into Hunter, who grunted at the contact. Liam’s eyes lit with wicked amusement as Hunter shifted his stance. Kat stifled an answering grin. Instead she closed the slight distance between their lips, melding them together.
She kissed Liam slowly, enjoying the taste and feel of his mouth. She wasn’t in a hurry; they had all night. Liam braced his hands on either side of her hips on the bed, his weight pitching her forward into the kiss. She floated on the surface of the kiss, sensation holding her afloat, allowing her to drift lazily along in the ebb and flow of their tangling tongues.
Gradually, she realized Liam was using his leverage on the bed to torment Hunter. Liam pushed up and back, swiveling his hips a bit. The movement had to be grinding Liam’s ass against Hunter’s crotch, and the idea of Liam teasing Hunter that way sent a spike of hot arousal through the hazy veil of pleasure.
Kat leaned back to break the kiss. “Nice. You deserve a reward.”
Liam’s eyes were lit with slow-burning heat. “I like rewards.”
“I know you’ll like this one.” Kat lifted her hand to trace his jaw.
“Does it involve you and Hunter and this bed?”
The corner of her lip quirked when she suppressed a smile. “It does.”
“Sounds like my kind of reward.” With a smooth twist, he shifted his weight and flipped onto his back next to her. The move was so sudden that Kat tipped sideways. She saw as she caught herself that Hunter stayed planted in his spot, unwavering. The man’s physical self-control was uncanny...but he couldn’t control everything. His raging hard-on was proof of that.
Kat righted herself and rested her hand on Liam’s thigh. She met Hunter’s eyes, a smoky green in this light. He returned her gaze with a level look, completely at odds with the urgency of his stiff cock.
“Hunter,” she began, but stalled at the hoarse quality of her voice. She cleared her throat and started again. “Hunter, could you get me the things in the bedside drawer, please?”
He quirked one dark brow before moving with animal grace around the bed to the nightstand. He opened the drawer, paused, and looked over his shoulder at her. The flat expression, that closed and cold stone face, plucked at her temper. She knew he wasn’t ready for what he was thinking but his lack of trust irked her. It didn’t stop her, though.
She held her hand out in silent demand.
He stared at her for a moment before pulling out the lube and tossing it on the bed next to her. He hesitated again before pulling the vibe out of the drawer.
