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“As you were saying…” Kai prompts, pulling my attention back to the conversation at hand, though it’s extremely hard to stay focused with their dual touches continuing on my body.
“I don’t do people well. I am abrasive and rude, I pull away, and I don’t let people in. I have no idea what boundaries are. I seem to always walk right through the lines people draw, while still never letting them over my own.”
“Mhmm,” I groan when Kai hits a particularly tight spot in my shoulder muscle, my body relaxing, turning into putty in his hands.
“I expect everyone to leave, and if they don’t, I’ll push them out the door anyways. I don’t know how to let people in. I’m broken and stubborn.”
“Keep going,” Kai whispers, his lips moving to flutter over the crook of my neck, pulling butterflies from my stomach.
“I feel like a whore for wanting all of you. Yes, even Nic. He just…calls to me in a way I can’t explain. I’ve never wanted anyone like I’ve wanted you guys. Even though I know it’s wrong, that we work together, that you’re literally only here to babysit me and keep me out of the way while Alan finds my stalker. I still can’t help it. You’re all so infuriating in your own ways. Nic…well, he doesn’t really need any more explanation. But…” My mouth has started to word vomit, Kai and Ezra’s ministrations on my body must be setting some sort of spell on me, because I can’t seem to stop it.
“Ezra is so hard to read. I can’t ever tell what he’s thinking, or who he really is. I just keep waiting and hoping that he throws me a crumb every once in a while to keep me going. But he’s also the most honest of all of you, even when it’s ridiculously hard or none of you want to say anything, he will. He’s logical, and I can always count on him not to let his emotions sway his judgment. He’s so big…like…huge. And it makes me feel so small, yet so safe. Like he could put me in his pocket and hide me away forever.”
Kai nips at my neck, his hand trailing down to my waist and circling to my front, his fingers snaking beneath my crop top and just barely grazing the bottom of my breast. Ezra’s large hand moves higher, teasing the sensitive part of my thigh as I arch up and invite him in. A whimper escapes my throat as an ache surfaces between my legs, my clit throbbing in anticipation when his hand skims the edges of my panties.
I suddenly can’t breathe. An inferno settles over my skin as they get closer and closer to what I now want more than anything in the world. What they refuse to give me.
Still, they hold out, skimming over the edges. Teasing. Waiting.
“What about me?” Kai’s voice is thick and husky as he whispers in my ear, the heat from his breath lighting up my skin. He bites my earlobe, a sting of pain enhancing the ache at my core.
“You…you…” I struggle to speak, my breathing now coming out in short ragged breaths, my mind hazy and unable to focus on anything but where their hands continue to touch and stroke me. “You are…intoxicating. You don’t let me breathe. You set your sights on me and refuse to back down. You have a history with women, and I know it. Yet you act like I’m the holy grail and you’re Monty fucking Python who’s been searching for me forever. You act like you’re a child that can’t take anything seriously, but inside you’re probably the wisest of us all. But I also get hints that your past wasn’t easy, that your playful and facetious nature is a defense against the horrors you were probably inflicted with. You’re deep, though you like to play at being shallow. And I know you could absolutely ruin me if you wanted to.”
Kai’s thumb finds my nipple at the same time that Ezra’s skims over my clit. Fireworks go off in the dark recesses of my mind and I can suddenlyseecolor.Feelit.Tasteit. And I haven’t even fucking come yet. “Keep going, Wicked Girl.”
“I…” I don’t know if I can form words, and they seem to pick up on that fact, retreating from my most sensitive areas and leaving me feeling bereft. “Hey-”
Kai captures my mouth against his, the kiss demanding and brutal, yet so regrettably short. He pulls away before I can even react, leaving me light-headed and so very confused. Ezra’s hand tightens on my thigh, like an impulsive reaction at what he sees, causing worry and doubt to trickle in. I move to sit from where I had somehow ended up sprawled across their laps, but their hands tighten simultaneously, not letting me move an inch.
“Now, now. Stop letting your insecurities win. Listen to what we’re telling you.” Kai’s inflection hardens, but not in a bad way. More like in a…dominant sort of way. It makes me want to rebel.
“You’re not saying anything!” I snap, my nerves fried and on edge as the release I seek grows further and further away.
“Not with our words, Wicked.Listen.”
19
Listen to what- Oh.Ohhh.
Kai presses his lips against mine once more, biting and nibbling on my bottom lip until I open for him. He dives in, his tongue battling against mine, easily beating it into submission. When I give in and follow his movements, he pulls away, and my eyes flicker as if to open when another set of lips touch mine.
So very different from Kai’s, slightly fuller and a bit more hesitant, Ezra’s lips eradicate any doubt and insecurities I had. Pressing my lips against his harder, I lose myself to his ministrations. Even though Kai was just shoving his tongue down my throat, even though his hands are still skimming the bottom of my breasts, and even though this is probably not what the doctor meant by taking it easy, I still move mine against his like I’m starving and only his kiss could satiate me.
He reacts in a frenzy. The calm and collected man that is Ezra Grayson is no more, and in his place is pure carnal need, making my heart swell and take flight in my chest. Each movement of his mouth against mine is intentional and deliberate. Each one owning me in an indescribable way. He even tells the truth with his tongue, if that’s possible, because when I open for him, he’s right there showing me exactly how it is. Telling me exactly what he wants.
Kai’s hands leave my chest, skating lower before gripping my hips almost bruisingly. Without hesitation, he uses them like handles to shove me down directly onto Ezra’s lap, his ridiculously enormous cock grinding against my core. Stars shoot across the darkness of my eyes and I moan, my limbs seeming to go limp at the exquisite friction between us.
“Are you listening now?” Kai’s voice is husky with pure want as his lips find the crook of my shoulder once more.
“Yes.” I pull away from Ezra’s kiss reluctantly, moaning the word out as his hips push up to rub against me again.
“Atta girl.” Kai’s grip grinds me against Ezra over and over before letting go, my hips echoing what he was doing as they roll and thrust of their own accord now. His hands move upwards, taking my top along with them, his fingers finding my nipples before pinching and rolling them mesmerizingly. I guess it’s a good thing I’m not wearing a bra. “Keep talking and we will give you what you want.”
“W-what?” Ezra shifts beneath me, turning his body until he’s angled at my core, his presence so large and all-encompassing. But there’s no fear or hesitancy, just safety and want. He grinds his cock against me, and I wrap my legs around his massive hips the best that I can, the feel of him delicious and addicting even through the soft cotton of my shorts.
“Tell us your worries, your fears, and your insecurities. Let us take them away.” Kai shifts until I’m leaning against his chest with his arms around my front, never pausing his teasing and flicking of my nipples, though he’s extra careful of jostling my head. Even now, he’s still aware of my injuries.
“Tell us, Izabella,” Ezra’s deep voice rumbles through me, my clit twitching and quivering in response. “We’ll keep them safe.”
