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But then her eyes alighted on the silly, plastic sprig of mistletoe Kira had ended up taping to the top of the door frame and she knew.
She took a slow step forwards, her breath shallow, a fine trembling in her fingers as she hooked her hand around his neck to pull him down. This might still be the worst mistake she’d ever made, but she was going with her gut... or maybe it was the alcohol.
“You’re standing under the mistletoe,” she whispered, pushing to her tiptoes so she could reach his mouth. She wasn’t quite tall enough, so her lips barely whispered across his. But just when she was about to regain her common sense and pull away, Coll’s arms hooked around her waist and pulled her to him, his mouth crashing into hers with the force of all the pent up feelings that had been coursing between them all day... all year... forever.
As Coll expertly plundered her mouth, turning the fire Kyros had started into a conflagration, Em became aware of Ky pressing against her back. His fingers feathered across her neck as he moved her hair to one side and placed a row of surprisingly sweet kisses there. “Is this alright?” he whispered in her ear.
Em leaned back into him, his heat searing her at the same time as Coll’s kisses drugged her senses. “God, yes!” she finally managed to murmur, her voice hoarse and needy as Coll freed her lips for long enough to speak.
Somewhere at the back of her consciousness she heard Xander’s voice mix with the maelstrom of turbulence in her head.
“You started without me.”
Did that mean what she thought it did?
She didn’t have time to consider, because suddenly he was there, on the other side of her, the three of them surrounding her; and Coll maneuvered her so she was facing the other man.
Xander’s blue eyes glittered and a wealth of pent up desire contorted his features. He drifted a deceptively light finger down the side of her cheek, but his eyes burned. He thumbed her swollen lips, still damp from Coll’s kisses. “If you don’t want this, say so now, Emalee.” His voice was low and husky but filled with an intensity she’d never heard from him before.
Em swallowed, but didn’t break his gaze.
“I want this,” she whispered, without a single doubt in her mind. “I want you... all of you.”
The world erupted into motion around her. Xander’s lips found hers in another intensely feverish kiss, Ky’s arms banded around her waist, his touch almost scalding her and his hands found their way underneath her blouse and seared the skin at her midriff, and Coll’s calloused fingers grazed the length of her thighs leaving a line of firestorm in their wake.
His thumb grazed lightly over the front of her panties, and despite the barrier, Em’s body bucked into the feathery touch, silently begging for more.
Ky’s fingers inched slowly up her body. Far too slowly. Her nipples peaked in anticipation of his touch, aching and scraping against the lace of her bra.
Damn! There were far too many clothes in this scenario.
Emalee wiggled around as best she could so she faced Xander more fully. His own hands had replaced Ky’s which were busy roving her person. One in her hair, the other placed lightly around her throat. It wasn’t doing anything but resting there, but somehow Em was insanely aware of it; as much as any other hand that stroked, and caressed, and skimmed her body.
She fumbled blindly for his buttons, wanting to feel some of that hot, toned skin and tensile muscle under her own fingers.
“We need to move this into the bedroom,” Coll decided, his voice hoarse like he was struggling to keep himself under control. The thought escalated Em’s fervor even higher. She wanted these three strong, restrained men to be mad for her, to lose control and show her all the passion that she knew lived within the depths of each of them. And she wanted it to be all for her.
For whatever it was they were diving into head first without the slightest sense of caution.
She wanted them to burn for her like she burned for them.
Chapter Ten
SOMEHOW, EM WASN’T even sure how they got there, they ended up in Xander’s bedroom, since it was the closest.
His massive bed, specially built to encompass his six-foot five frame, could have been tailor made for this purpose, because it fitted all four of them comfortably.
Not that Em was giving it a whole lot of thought, just that she was aware that they weren’t all scrunched up with a tangle of uncomfortable limbs digging into each other.
Right now, she lay in the middle looking up at the three gorgeous men who hovered over her.
They’d lost their shirts somewhere along the way and Emalee was itching to get her hands on them.
But where to start!?
Damn they were all so fine. Tanned skin, defined pecs and they all had that washboard ab thing going on which led to a luscious V at their hips that Emalee just wanted to lick.
Ky’s sleek chest was completely hairless, whereas Coll was brawny and hairy, and Xander was somewhere in between. The best of every single world.
