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North breaks and surges forward, kissing me, his hands grabbing onto my hips like he’ll never let go.
It’s as good as I remember it from last time, and I push myself into it, give myself over like I’m at the ocean and throwing myself right into a wave.
At last I pull back, gasping for breath, and turn to find Raven and Cain standing right there, watching the both of us with hungry gazes. Like they want a bite of me, too.
Well, I intend to give it to them.
I kiss Cain second, nipping at his lip, tasting his pleased, playful little growl in response as he brings his hands up to hold my face and kiss me deeper. I’m tingling all over as I pull away and at last turn to Raven.
I take my time with him, trying to take the last of his bad mood, his trauma, and blow it all away.There’s only me, I want to tell him.Just focus on me.On this.
Cain and North draw closer so that by the time I pull back from Raven, they’re all surrounding me.
I know where this is going.
And it feels right.
CHAPTER6
Cain’s fingertips find my chin, and he turns my head to the side to press his lips to mine. The kiss starts off chaste, which is out of character for the flirty, sensual man. But it isn’t long before his tongue darts out to lick the seam of my lips, tasting my lips and demanding entry all at once.
I open for him, and he slides his hand around to palm the back of my head as he deepens our connection, plunging his tongue into my mouth. I give back as good as I get, sliding my tongue against his as his unique scent tickles my nostrils.
It’s hard to tell how much time passes, but we’re breathing harder when we separate. And of course, North is right there. Honestly, it would’ve shocked me if hewasn’tthere to claim a kiss as soon as his friend releases me. They’ve always worked well as a team, never seeming jealous or uncomfortable around each other when it comes to sharing me—even as early as that first night, back when I didn’t know what this truly was.
“Come here,” North growls softly as he tugs me a little closer. Then he crushes his lips to mine, going from zero to one hundred the way he often does.
The tightly leashed passion of his kiss makes heat travel all the way down to my toes, and I cling to his muscular biceps as he delves his tongue into my mouth over and over again.
Raven and Cain have ceded to their friend for the moment, but they’re still standing on either side of me, staying close as their hands roam over my body.
“I could get addicted to this,” Cain murmurs as he slides his palm up my body. His large hand finds my breast, squeezing and massaging the sensitive flesh until I moan into North’s mouth.
“Already am addicted,” Raven counters, his voice slightly strained.
The raw honesty in his voice makes my heart thud a little harder. But it’s not just sexual desire I hear in his words. It’s more than that.
He carries so many demons with him, wounds from his past that I don’t even know about yet. But somehow, I feel like having me close helps him fight those demons. It probably doesn’t vanquish them completely—no one but Raven himself can do that—but I hope it helps him realize that he’s not alone.
He has me.
He has his friends. Hisbrothersin every way that counts.
And we’re not going anywhere.
I feel a sudden dip and flutter in my stomach, and I’m suddenly struck by the overwhelming desire to show Raven that he’s not alone. To make sure he really feels that truth, all the way down to his bones.
North is still kissing me like his life depends on it, and I let myself bask in the heat of his desire for another moment before I finally pull back. His pupils are dilated, making his eyes look dark and deep as endless oceans. His thick brows pull together for just a moment, a little wrinkle appearing between them… but then his features smooth out as he seems to realize what I’m planning to do.
His arms ended up wrapped around me while we were kissing, and he releases me now, allowing me to step away.
Without hesitation, I turn toward Raven and go up on my tiptoes to kiss him, resting my hands on his chest. He kisses me back eagerly, and I smile against his lips.
This has to be one of my favorite things about the gorgeous gargoyle—his absolute certainty that he wants me.
Pressing harder against his chest, I silently urge him into motion, walking him backward until he reaches the couch. He goes willingly, and when the backs of his legs hit the couch cushions, he sits.
I don’t miss a beat, following him down and crawling onto his lap, straddling his waist with my knees on either side of him. He wraps his arms around me, pulling me closer and letting me feel the bulge of his cock against my pussy, which is already throbbing with anticipation.
