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That must have been the response they wanted, because the other man removed her panties. “I can’t tell you how I’ve dreamed of this.” That was Benson.
The bed dipped. One of them moved her to the middle of the bed and widened her legs. The anticipation of the glorious experience to come had her reaching out and placing a hand on his head. It was Preston.
He immediately sat up. “Benson, we can’t have our woman interfering with our lovemaking.”
Interfering? All she’d done was touch Preston. A weight lifted off the bed. Ariel was tempted to take off the blindfold, but the men wouldn’t be pleased. “Where are you going?”
They said nothing. A second later both of her arms were stretched above her head, and soft ropes were attached to her wrists. She had the sense that if she twisted a bit, she could get out of the restraints. Only she didn’t want to. Ariel couldn’t wait to find out what the men had in mind.
“Is that comfortable?” Preston asked.
“Yes.”
“Good.”
Without saying anything else, they spread her legs and attached more ropes to her ankles that probably went to the bed posts. “I hope the lights are still out.”
Being splayed open was rather revealing.
“We don’t need much light, Blondie. Remember, werewolves can see quite well in the dark.”
Well damn.
CHAPTERTWENTY-NINE
The soundof shoes dropping implied both Benson and Preston were undressing. “You have to promise me that the next time you’ll let me take off your clothes,” Ariel said.
“Promise,” Preston said.
A second later, the bed dipped at the foot as well as at the head of the bed.
Hands clasped her inner thighs, and then a tongue swept across her clit, lighting her up. Ariel sucked in a breath. A moment after that, warm, pliable lips caught hers. They belonged to Preston. The men kissed differently, but each was wonderful in his own way.
Ariel reached up to grab the back of Preston’s head only to realize she was unable to move more than a few inches in any direction. That frustrated her as well as excited her.
As if Benson wanted her to pay attention to what he was doing, he must have asked Preston to stop kissing her for a moment. Not only did Benson gently nip at her tender nub, he slid two fingers into her pussy, hitting nerve after nerve. Ariel bucked and groaned.
Preston placed a hand on her stomach, and when he cupped one breast and sucked on the other, waves of pure pleasure tripped up her spine. Now that she’d fully embraced being with them—forever—the thrills were growing stronger and stronger.
“I need to touch you both.” It wasn’t that she didn’t appreciate being at their mercy, but she loved their hard, sensual bodies.
Preston released the tie around her right wrist. “You can have limited access for now, but no touching our cocks.”
“Why?” Ariel wasn’t sure she could reach them anyway.
“Use your imagination.”
Preston then returned to suckling on her breast, the rough scratch of his stubble increasing with each swipe across her tender breast. The fact he was this excited, made the experience that much more enjoyable.
“I can’t wait any longer,” Benson said.
“About time,” Ariel shot back.
In a flash, the other three ties were removed. Benson bent her knees so that her feet were planted on the bed. “Much better,” he said as he crawled higher between her legs.
Ariel tried to reach him, but Preston was in the way. “How about letting me see you two wonderful men? I want to make sure you weren’t switched with someone else.” That was bogus, but having all of her senses again would be wonderful.
“This is like our wedding night.” That was Preston.
