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“I did.” He nipped her earlobe, then tickled the soft skin with his tongue. “You’re not justmygirl.”
Surprise eddied over the ebbing shock. “What?”
Switching to her free ear, Brad nibbled a second kiss. “Are you paying attention?” The tickling sensation pricked to a single point of pain when he bit her earlobe gently. Then he laved the spot he’d hurt.
“Yes.” A shiver worked along her spine that had nothing to do with the cold.
“You’reGabriel’sgirl, too.” The nuzzling sensation slid through her. Gabriel’s fingers on her cheek kept her gaze fixed on him. She didn’t miss the way the firelight flared in his eyes. His attention shifted from her to Brad. “Yeah, he has a real hard time trusting me right now. I don’t blame him. You’re having a hard time with it, too.”
Yes, she was.
“Our girl?” Question, not statement. Gabriel raised his eyebrows at Brad.
“Ours.” Brad agreed.
“Duly noted.” Something passed between the two, something she couldn’t decipher, and she stole a look at Brad, but his expression was enigmatic.
“Sachi.” Gabriel pulled her attention to him. “Lean back against Brad, then stay very still.”
Surprise kindled in her belly and ignited a fierce wave of desire. She loved it when Gabriel got bossy. Brad helped her shift more securely into his lap, then Gabriel caught her face in his hands and kissed her. Nothing tentative lived in the way his mouth closed on hers, or how his tongue traced the seam of her lips until she parted them to welcome his sensual invasion.
Her breathing shallowed as he tasted her, slowly. The devastating combination of Brad holding her while Gabriel kissed her swamped the unease and terror, drowning them in a comforting pleasure. The tingling in her middle spread, and her nipples tightened. Gabriel drew out her lower lip, scraping his teeth over it lightly when he broke the kiss.
Tipsy on the promised hedonism in the contact, she gazed at his retreating face longingly. Sex was a tool and a power play, but not the way Gabriel touched her or kissed her. He always made her feel treasured and safe, gave so much more than he took. “Come here.” He beckoned with a curl of his finger, and she scooted from Brad’s lap to his. Instead of straddling his lap, Gabriel turned her and settled her bottom snugly against the strain of his erection. The fabric between them kept it a tease. Wrapping his arms around her, Gabriel cradled her against his chest, and she found Brad watching them with an unreadable expression. Cupping her breast, Gabriel massaged her slowly, never quite touching the tautened nipple. Exquisite torture, and she rode the rising wave. Brad settled his hands on his thighs, watching both of them without moving or saying a word.
“Tell me something?” Gabriel’s whisper teased her ear, and like Brad before him, he traced the whorls with his tongue, eliciting another shudder from her. The sensations were piling one atop the other, washing away the ragged tension from the half-remembered dream.
An image of Gabriel’s empty eyes staring up at her flashed across her mind, and she tensed. With a stroke of his thumb, Gabriel traced her nipple through the shirt. Electricity sizzled through her system, and the image vanished.
“Are you with us right now, sweetheart?” The question accompanied a pinch as he teased the nipple, cutting off the blood supply, then releasing it to allow pleasure to join with the sharpness of the pain.
“If you’re trying to seduce me,” she whispered, fighting the ragged nature of her breathing to get the words out. “I’m pretty much a sure thing.”
Brad’s lips quirked into a small grin, and affection gentled his expression. Still, he stayed where he was as Gabriel covered both of her breasts with his hands and continued to torment her through the fabric. Every touch grounded her more in reality. Reality where they were both alive, they were safe—and with her. Hunger stormed through her, and the need to feel his skin under her hands. She wanted to touch and torment and tease too, dammit.
Putting though to action, she ran her hands over his thighs, but Gabriel bit down on the side of her neck, a hint of pain. Then he said, “No. Brad take her hands.”
Surprise filtered through Brad’s eyes, yet he didn’t hesitate to take her hands in his. Calloused, firm, and strong, they were easily a third again and then some larger than hers.
“No touching for you,” Gabriel said, and something erotic unlocked in her. He was definitely feeling bossy. “Tonight, you let us do the touching.”
She zeroed in on the wordus, and Brad’s chin came up, his gaze sharpening.
“Yes,” Gabriel told him. “Kiss her, let her feel how alive you are.”
Instead of leaping to action, Brad frowned. Trapped in Gabriel’s arms while his hands continued their teasing, she couldn’t move.
“You sure?” The hoarse question threatened to undo her. It held everything inside it she felt—need, disbelief, and the all too-rare hope.
“I am now,” Gabriel said slowly. “Kiss her, man. She wants you, and she needs you.”
“Us,” Brad corrected, and Sachi groaned. The connection between the two men seemed to be deepening right before her eyes. She didn’t understand what shifted or changed, but her thighs clamped together. Her pussy ached, clenching around emptiness, and her breasts seemed to hold all the pleasure. Every time she got a fix on Gabriel’s caresses, he pinched or adjusted the force he used, and it sent another shock through her. Her clit throbbed at the idea of Brad kissing her while Gabriel touched her, but Gabriel kept her still, and Brad’s hands tightened on hers.
For the barest moment, she felt the slickness of moisture where his palms glided over hers. Understanding fisted her heart. Brad was afraid. Her big, badass Marine was afraid to touch her. Even after everything that happened on the side of the road, and how his mouth had devastated hers with a wild kiss—he was afraid.
His dark eyes held hell in them, and she licked her lips. “It’s okay,” she told him. “We’re in this together.” The last remnants of terror slipped away. Brad was alive, and he was with them. They were in this together—the three of them. When he closed the distance between them, Sachi dug her nails into Brad’s hands, and he took the pain without comment. His mouth hovered devastating close to hers, and when his lips brushed across her open mouth, Gabriel sucked her earlobe between his teeth and desire roared through her.
Together…
