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Rising on her tiptoes, her mouth came close to Flint's ear. "And jus
t think how well I'll sleep once I'm completely spent," she whispered.
A low moan came from Flint's throat, and, without warning, he scooped her up into his arms.
Macey let out a small squeal, but it wasn't anything for her to worry about.
Flint marched them over to the bed, before dropping her on to it. She squealed again as she bounced slightly on the mattress. But she didn't care, hopefully it would make it clear to her men just how much she wanted them.
Jared moved in, once Flint had backed away a little, and smothered her body under his as he leaned down to kiss her.
It started out sweet, a gentle brush of his lips against hers. But Macey wasn't having any of that.
She ran her tongue over his bottom lip, making Jared chuckle into their kiss before pulling back slightly. "Eager, are we?"
"Yes," she said breathlessly, needing him closer.
She reached down between them, relieved her men were already naked, and making access that bit easier for her. She took his cock in her hand, and began to stroke it up and down, going as slowly as she dared.
"Macey," Jared groaned. "You're not going to be able to do that for long."
"You are playing with fire a little bit," Cam chuckled, sounding close already.
She was relieved. All three of them had been further away than she'd have liked.
"Wouldn't that be if I was touching Flint?" she asked innocently.
"Don't tempt me, Macey. It can be arranged," her Fire Warden answered.
She whimpered. "Arrange it," she said, not regretting her words in the slightest.
"As you wish," he replied.
Jared moved off her, and cold air hit her skin. Not that it mattered, she was hot in all the right places. It'd take nothing short of an ice bath to cool her down. Especially with all the anticipation building within her.
"Please," she begged, hoping one of them would do something, and fast.
"Turn over," Jared said, trailing a hand over her stomach and making her arch into his touch. She wanted more of it. More of them.
So, she did exactly what he said.
"On your hands and knees, please," he asked, smoothing his hand over her back, leaving a trail of goosebumps in his wake. She hoped he touched her more firmly next time. So she could actually feel him against her skin, and not just the tease of his fingertips against her.
That was just going to drive her crazy.
Once she'd done that, Flint leaned down and kissed her firmly, slipping his tongue into her mouth, and using it to caress her own.
"You need to tell us if something we do isn't okay," he whispered once he'd pulled back slightly. "None of us want you to feel uncomfortable."
Macey nodded, then kissed him again, deepening it the moment she could. Now wasn't the time for words, it was time for actions on all their parts.
Jared's second hand joined his first, and she arched upwards into his touch, probably looking a little like a cat stretching. But she was beyond caring. She didn't mind how she looked, so long as they kept their hands and lips on her.
"Eager, aren't we?" Jared chuckled.
"It's been a long time,” Macey moaned, breaking her kiss with Flint.
She looked up at him, barely able to focus as Jared's hands strayed lower and began to caress her ass. She pushed back into him, her every movement involuntary.
