Page 84 of Wild Kiss


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The last couple of days had let me spend more time with them, talk about my past, discover who they were, and I found myself more attracted to them then I could have imagined.

“A few things have been on my mind,” I answered, glancing up from my plate to the men who studied me carefully.

“Like what?” Daxon pressed.

“Um…” My throat dried up, and I reached for the water, drinking half of it, watching them over the tip of my glass.

“What is it?” Ares asked. “You can say anything.”

Setting the glass back down, I felt a rush of heat climbing up my neck, and I didn’t know why it was so hard for me to say this.

“Nothing you could say could offend us,” Wilder murmured, his feet sliding against mine, his warmth was delicious.

“I-I was just wondering when are we going to head to the bedroom?”

The clatter of cutlery hitting porcelain plates sounded, and all three men shot to their feet instantly.

I couldn’t help but laugh at them, but they were taking this seriously. Ares was at my side in a second, lifting me out of my seat and into his arms.

We moved with speed up to his room, with the huge king size bed, and he sat me down on the edge of the mattress and kneeled in front of me.

“Are you sure you’re ready for this?” he asked, holding onto my hands tenderly. “I will love you just as much with any decision you make.”

Wilder and Daxon stood behind him, smiling at me, so much hope in their gazes. The fact that my body and wolf both reacted to them with such warmth, such desire, told me this was the right decision to make.

“Yes, this is what I want.” My heart was racing, those butterflies had returned, and with it came a strange awkwardness of how we were going to do this.

But Ares always had a way of making me forget everything and focus only on him. He tenderly took my hand and lifted me to my feet, then slid his grip to my waist before drawing me closer to him. He leaned in to kiss me, softly at first, tasting all of me, sucking on my lips. He kissed with such passion and devotion that I always lost myself to his affection. He unbuttoned my blouse, and slipped it off my shoulders, never pausing our kiss.

My breath caught in my chest at the sensual touch of his fingers on my skin as he pushed the shirt down my arms and off me. “You’re so beautiful,” he whispered, standing where he blocked me from being seen by Wilder and Daxon.

His fingers traveled up my sides, up and over the lace covering my breasts. My nipples responded instantly to his touch, hardening, pressing against the soft fabric. I watched the way he studied me while pulling down the bra straps over my shoulders, then tugged down on the lace, releasing my breasts.

I gasped, heat burning me from the inside out, and he bent forward, wrapping his lips around a nipple, his touch tight on my other breast, rolling the soft flesh under his palm.

My gaze lifted to the hungry stares on Wilder and Daxon’s faces, studying me so intently. And I flushed all over.

Even though I kept reminding myself they’d seen me naked before, a sense of shyness still came over me.

It was Daxon who made the first move forward, his hand tucking loose strands of hair behind my ear as he towered over me. “Youareso beautiful,” he murmured, then leaned in and our mouths clashed. It was crazy how he immediately drew a moan out of me.

We kissed like our lives depended on it, like this was our first time, adding to my nerves and excitement. Ares moved onto my other nipple, tugging on it, and I moaned against Daxon’s mouth from how instantly arousal drenched my panties. How turned on I’d become.

A large hand slid across my jawline, and I broke from Daxon, to find Wilder on my other side, smiling at me. “You’re going to be such a good girl for us, aren’t you?”

I nodded because I discovered I loved being called a “good girl”, something about it awakened the primal instincts within me.

“Yes, I will be a good girl,” I purred the words, and I reached over to grab his shirt, and draw him to me. Our mouths collided and he kissed me like an animal. I loved his dominance, his desperation for me.

Daxon’s lips were on my shoulder, and someone was pulling open the buttons of my jeans. Before I knew it, they’d been drawn down my legs along with my underwear, and I was suddenly completely naked in front of three starved men. They never released me, but kissed me, sucked on my nipples, and warm fingers were sliding between my legs.

I shuddered with arousal, with the touch that pressed between my slick folds, finding me completely drenched. It all came at me so fast that I could barely hold myself up on my feet, and when a finger slipped into my core, I groaned, leaving me shuddering with desire.

My pussy was soaking wet, and that was when I felt a finger sliding to my ass, massaging me, leaving me thrashing for more. And we’d only just started.

When I finally came up for air, I was gasping for breath, my body tingling all over, and I fell back onto the bed, pulling free from their touches and dragging my feet free from my jeans still around my ankles. I scrambled away from them. Their pants were all tented, their eyes glazed over.

And I decided then that I was going to enjoy being fucked by three men.

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