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Asher pulled back, though his hands remained on my hips. There was another dark smile on his face. “I think that might be a bit much for our domestic goddess to handle tonight.”
Damian looked over at me, his eyes narrowing before shaking his head. “Hmm. No, if I had to guess, that’sexactlywhat’s on her mind.”
“Didn’t you forbid Asher from touching me?” I asked, and Damian shrugged, grabbing another small piece of broccoli.
“Ceasefire, remember? Besides, I ratherlikewatching you squirm.” He tossed the piece back into the bowl. “For instance…” He looked pointedly at his best friend. “Asher.”
Before I could even ask what he meant, Asher roughly grabbed me by the arms and spun me so my back was to his front. He had both my wrists pinned behind my back in one hand, his other hand wrapped around my hair like a leash and gently pulled back.
I gasped, unsure what the hell was about to happen. I suddenly found myself unable to speak.
Damian slowly stalked toward me. I fought Asher’s hold, but not with much force. Mostly, it was to test how good of a hold it was. Turns out, it was pretty solid. I’d have to put up a damn good fight to get out of it.
Why is this so fucking hot?
My breaths came faster as Damian leaned down on my left, Asher then leaning down on my right. Asher’s hand gently pulled back on my hair, guiding me to look up at the ceiling. When I did, I felt both of them place an open-mouthed kiss on either side of my neck. Damian lightly bit down on me while Asher flicked his tongue across my skin.
My eyes closed as I moaned. I’d thought about it. I’d fantasized about it.
Butneverin my life had I ever imagined this actually happening.
“Fuck,” I whispered.
Damian’s mouth moved up to my ear. “Not tonight, goddess. You’ve had far too much to drink.”
Asher pulled my right earlobe into his mouth and nibbled. “Having fun yet?”
“Judging by these, she’s having a lot of fun,” Damian said.
I couldn’t look down with the grip Asher still held on my hair, so Damian’s mouth clamping down on my nipple through the shirt he let me borrow came as a surprise and caused me to gasp loudly.
“More, please,” I breathed.
“Hmm. Should I?” Damian asked.
Asher laughed, and it was dark, torturous. There was the promise of a dangerous game etched in his deep voice, and I wanted more. “Well, shedidsay please.”
My shirt tickled against my skin as Damian lifted it. I felt like a fucking dog, damn near panting as his lips gently grazed my bare breasts.
“You are fuckingbeautiful,” Damian said, his voice barely above a whisper.
I wanted to say thank you, but all I could do was cry out when his full lips wrapped around my hardened nipple and sucked.
Asher used his hold on my hair to angle my face toward him, and his lips once again crashed to mine. This time,Iwas the aggressive one. I pulled his bottom lip into my mouth and bit down lightly. He moaned, and I freed him before roughly kissing him again.
Damian’s mouth drove me wild, and my hips began to move on their own. I wanted more—somuch more.
Suddenly, Damian pulled away and stood. Asher was only a breath behind him, completely releasing his hold on me and stepping back.
I groaned at the loss. “This is supposed to be a ceasefire, damn it. No fucking with me.”
Damian stepped forward, gently cupping my face in both his hands as he smiled. He leaned forward and gently kissed me. After the roughness they’d shown me a moment ago, this was quite the contrast. All I could do was melt against him.
“First, we aren’t fucking with you. The three of us are having fun. Second, we don’twantto stop, but you should sober up more before we do anything. I just want to make sure you’re fully aware of what’s going on and won’t regret it later.”
“I’m totally sober,” I said. It wasn’t a lie. I still had a bit of a buzz, but it had been hours since I’d had a drink, and I’d drunk a lot of water. I felt fine, and I was fully capable of making decisions right now. That decision being that I wanted them to fuck me senseless. “Iwantthis.”
“Mmm.” Asher stepped up behind me, his fingertips gently brushing down my back. “You sound whiny. Like you’rebegging.”
