AllFreeNovel
Share Us
Chapter Twenty-Six
The walk across theparking lot, to their hotel, was agonizing. Mostly because I wanted us to have privacy.
Owen unlocked his room and let us in. The instant we were closed off from the outside world, Kingston tugged me into his arms.
I pressed a finger to his lips, and nudged him back. “I’m not that that easy, and we’re not done talking yet.”
He pouted and watched me with wide, puppy-dog eyes.
Disturbingly sexy.
“What would you like to talk about?” Owen sounded reasonable, but his hand was under my shirt, fingers gliding up my spine.
Talk? My brain stalled. “I... You... Before this all fell apart, we had something else to discuss.” Was it smart to put this back on them? Pretty sure they only had one thing on their minds right now—me. Not that I had an issue with that.
“Technically we already talked about that.” Kingston traced a finger over my bottom lip. “We both want to be with you. In a long-term way. And in aGod, I missed you and you look amazing, way. But to the first, we don’t have a problem sharing you. How do you feel about it?”
Not the most eloquent phrasing. “Sharing me? Like I’m a pastry?”
Kingston dipped his head to trace his tongue up the side of my neck. “With extra chocolate syrup,” he whispered in my ear.
Pleasant shivers raced over me.
“Dating. Seeing what comes next. Falling further,” Owen said. “Three ways. Kingston and I are exploring things, too. God, I want you to be a part of it.”
I did to. I wanted to melt into them and stay here forever. “I’d be hurt if you wanted otherwise, and I’m tired of hurt.”
Owen spun me to face him, and cupped my face between his palms. “I’m tired of it too. We’re going to make things right.”
There was no hesitation or tenderness in his kiss. He dove in, devouring my mouth and my moans. Bruising my lips. Pressing in until the rest of the world fell away. I could stay wrapped in him, in them, forever.
“I promise all the teasing and foreplay next time.” Owen’s gravelly turned-on voice was even better in person. “But right now, I need to feel you. Tell me I can fuck you.”
I wanted that too. “Yes.”
When he yanked up my shirt, something ripped.
I didn’t care. I loved the hunger and frantic abandon as much as I loved the way I was pressed between the two men.
Kingston’s hands roamed everywhere my skin was exposed.
Owen alternated between kissing me and tearing at our clothes as though neither of us could get naked fast enough.
