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“Whatever your asshole father did back then, you made yourself the woman you are,” he murmured. “I couldn’t want you more, exactly like this. All that crap doesn’t make a bit of difference.”
Jin settled onto the bed behind us. He eased my hair to the side with a gentle graze of his fingertips and kissed the most sensitive spot on the back of my neck. “You’re my Briar Rose,” he said. “Now and always. We’ve known you longer than anyone here, we’ve always trusted you, and do you see any of us second-guessing that now? No. And I’m more than happy to remind you just how much good we are together.”
Pleasure radiated through me with every caress. Seth tugged down the zipper of my dress, and I arched into him as he slid the silky fabric down. Damon made quick work of my bra. I yanked at Seth’s shirt, wanting to be even more swept away by the force of their desire, but my fingers twitched as I reached for his naked chest. The image rose up in my head of the faction member who’d demonstrated how he’d conducted the demonic power through his palm with a motion of his hand. My own palm tingled uneasily.
I’d never hurt my consorts with my touch before. But a cold thread of doubt coiled through my thoughts no matter how I tried to focus on their attentions and bringing them the same pleasure.
What if something deeper had awakened in me after this morning’s encounter with the demon? What if that confrontation had jarred something loose that I hadn’t needed to worry about before? I hadn’t felt any different other than unsettled by its interest, but… I couldn’t shake my fear.
My hand trembled against Seth’s abs, my fingers curling before they found the waist of his jeans. He paused, drawing back, and the other guys hesitated in turn.
“Rose?” Seth said. “What’s wrong? If you don’t want this—”
“I do,” I said quickly. “I do, so much. I just…” I looked down at my hands, palms up. “I don’t know how much I can trust myself. I can’t get that worry out of my head.”
Seth frowned, but then an almost wicked glint lit in his eyes. A husky note came into his voice. “What if we took away the worry?”
“What do you mean?” I asked, heat pooling between my legs in anticipation of his answer.
Instead of speaking, he urged me farther up the bed to the plump pillows. Desire darkened Damon’s expression as he followed us. A grin curved Jin’s lips.
Seth undid his belt and slid it from his jeans. Ever-so-carefully, he looped it around one of my wrists and slid the buckle down so the leather band held me loosely. He touched the headboard and raised an eyebrow at me in question.
Eagerness rushed through me. To give in completely—to put myself in their hands, figuratively and literally, with my own taken out of the equation. Yes.
I nodded, a flush creeping up my neck. Damon leaned in to kiss my collarbone as Seth tied the other end of his belt to the headboard. Then my rebel was stripping off his own belt, tossing his jeans aside for good measure. Damon slid the loop over my other wrist as tenderly as Seth had.
My fingers closed around the warm leather. I could tell, if I’d needed to yank myself free, I could have. But I didn’t want to.
As Jin peeled my dress the rest of the way down my legs, Damon captured my mouth. Seth cupped one of my breasts and slicked his tongue over the already pebbled nipple. A gasp escaped me.
Every touch was heightened when I left myself to their mercy. All they wanted from me was to take whatever they hungered to give me. And by the Spark, I was hungry too.
Jin kissed his way back up to the inside of my thigh. His breath spilled hot over my core. He lowered his mouth to me, swiveling his tongue around my clit, and I moaned into Damon’s mouth. My hips bucked up in encouragement I couldn’t express with my hands.
“You taste perfect,” my artist murmured. His fingers tested my folds and eased inside me. One and then two hooked up to reach that perfect point of pleasure as he mouthed my clit.
A giddy wave of bliss rolled over me. Seth stroked my other breast as he teased my nipple with his teeth, and Damon trailed his lips across my cheek to nip my earlobe, and for a moment nothing existed but that whirl of pleasure.
“What do you want?” Damon murmured. “Let us give it to you, angel.”
A shaky breath spilled out of me. “More. Faster. I’m almost—”
Jin sped up his pumping before I’d even finished speaking, suckling me with greater intensity, and ecstasy spiked through my veins. My hips rocked into his touch, and a second later that bliss burst through me, leaving me clenching around his fingers and crying out. Seth groaned at the sight and kissed me again, hard.
“I want you inside me,” I said, breathless with the need still pulsing through me. “Please.”
My stalwart guardian was already stripping off his pants. Jin moved around him to claim a kiss as Seth bent over me. Seth trailed his fingertips over my folds, slick with my release. I spread my thighs as I whimpered.
He palmed his thick cock, teasing the head over my clit and down, and my head bowed back into the pillow. My grip on the belts tightened. Jin kissed his way down my neck and Damon was fondling my breasts and, oh, Seth surged into me as if he couldn’t wait for us to be made one. The heady burn of the penetration spread through my whole body.
Seth tucked one arm under my hips, angling me to meet him even more closely. A moan slipped from my mouth as he filled me deeper and deeper again with each thrust. Pleasure trembled through my limbs, but it wasn’t enough.
“Damon,” I said around a gasp. “I want you too.” I turned my head toward him, my gaze going to the bulge of his erection through his boxers.
“Fuck,” he muttered. He kicked the last of his clothes off and knelt by the pillow, just close enough that I could swipe my tongue across the head of his cock. He groaned.
“If it’s too much, just pull back,” he said in a rasp. He guided his length past my lips, the musky salty flavor of him filling my mouth. His fingers tangled in my hair. He started to pump his hips with gentle strokes, his breath stuttering.
