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I toss him a grin. “I’m sure we’ll find a few ways to pass the time.”
We have an old collapsible guest bed tucked away in the back of the barn, so we take it with us back to the cabin. When we get inside, though, it turns out it’s not necessary; Daisy’s fallen asleep on the sofa, curled in a tiny ball under the blanket. Riv heads back to his office to do some work. Cole goes to clear stuff out of the junk room. I just stay in the lounge for a while, warming up by the fire, and watching the light flicker over her face.
Seven
Daisy
I don’t know if it’s the exhaustion, or the drugs, or the wild Arctic air I’ve been breathing, but I have the oddest dream.
At first, I don’t even know I’m dreaming. I’m still lying on the boys’ couch, curled up in their blanket. I’m dozing, halfway between asleep and awake, when Eli steps into the room. His green eyes are shining. He smirks at me, then grabs the bottom of his shirt and pulls it up over his head in one smooth motion, letting it crumple to the floor. I feel my mouth drop open. He’s covered in hard, cut muscle. My eyes trail across the strong pecs, the tight abs, and down to the tapered V of muscle leading below the waistband of his pants.
“Like what you see?” He smirks, coming to kneel between my legs. Heat slams through me as he tips up his mouth and starts pressing kisses up my thighs. “I want to taste you, sweetheart,” he murmurs against my skin. “Want to fucking bury myself in you. Suck you and kiss you until you fucking burst all over my face.”
My mouth falls open. “Oh,” I whisper.
His mouth trails up, and up, sending tingles shooting through me, until his lips come to rest a few millimetres over my slit. He touches his lips to my clit, so feather-light I’m not a hundred-percent sure I’m not just imagining it. Heat pools in me, and I give the tiniest tremble, letting a soft sigh slip from my lips. He smiles against me, and leans in, licking a hot, firm stripe between my lips. My breath hitches gently, a soft sound of pleasure, and I wrap my fingers in his curls. He licks me again and again, pushing his face in deep. Warmth sinks into my skin, like I’m being dipped into a hot bath. All of my muscles weaken, and I slump back against the couch, feeling my cheeks start to flush as my breathing gets heavier.
The door opens again. Riven steps inside and comes to sit by me. For some reason, even though Eli’s mouth is currently between my legs, it doesn’t feel weird to have him so close.
“Daisy. You look flushed,” he says with a frown, and starts running his hands across me with his gentle doctor’s touch. Eli’s tongue traces through my folds, nudging at my clit. An ache starts up, deep inside me, and I twitch involuntarily, shifting my weight to get the pressure right. Riv’s frown gets deeper. “Let me just check that you’re okay,” he says quietly, bending to lift up my shirt. I try to protest, but before I can, my shirt and bra have disappeared. He stares at my naked tits, his dark eyes hungry. Slowly, he lifts a finger and traces it around my nipple, lifting goosebumps on my skin. I cry out as he gently pinches the hardening nub, tugging it away from my body.
Between my legs, Eli slips his hot tongue inside me. All of a sudden, the dull heat inside me bursts into flame. My eyes widen, and my hips start to move helplessly as I try to rub out the building ache. His tongue wiggles in deep, and feels good, so good I’m struggling to get air in, but I need more. Fuck, I need so much more. I’m throbbing and hurting, my breasts aching, my pussy clenching. I claw at the sofa cushions, a whine building in the back of my throat. Riv seems to understand, and starts kissing my neck as he alternates between squeezing and pinching my nipples, twisting and teasing until it feels like my nerves are on fire. My body writhes, rubbing against itself as it tries to relieve the tingling pricks of arousal. I feel myself building towards a shivery, full-body orgasm. Oh, God. God. I can’t take it anymore. My hips jolt once, twice—
“I’m going to—” I whisper breathily.
“No.” A heavy hand lands on my shoulder. “Open your eyes, girl.”
I do, and see Cole standing over me in just his underwear. “Oh, God,” I breathe, still rocking my hips desperately over Eli’s face. Him, too?
My eyes widen as he pushes down his boxers. His cock is huge and hard, stiffening slowly as he runs a hand across it. My mouth waters when I see the smooth, delicate skin. I want him in my mouth. I want to taste. “Please,” I choke out.
He reaches down and touches my bottom lip gently. “I want you to take it all.”
I stare at his long, thick cock. “I don’t think—”
“You can take it,” he says roughly. Between my legs, I feel Eli start to suckle at my clit. My head tips back on a gasp, my mouth going slack, and Cole pushes gently inside. I wrap my lips around the head of his cock, feeling him shudder deliciously as I start to lick up his warm, salty taste, groaning in pleasure.
Riven suddenly pinches my nipples, tugging them hard. At the same time, Eli flutters his tongue against my clit. I cry out, spasming. Shivers hurtle down my spine, wracking through me. I can’t handle it anymore. I twist my hands in Eli’s hair, closing my eyes as I start to come, every muscle in my body shaking helplessly with release as wave after wave of pleasure shudder through me—
“Daisy?”
I jolt awake, sweating, with my hand between my legs. Tingles are rushing over my skin. I’m hot and trembling, and there’s an ache low in my belly. For a few seconds, I don’t know where I am. I look around me, wide-eyed, taking in the wooden walls, the beams on the ceiling, the big oak dining table. Eventually, my eyes land on Eli, and my stomach flips. He looks just as hot as he did in my dream, in a white t-shirt that clings to his biceps, and a loose pair of sweatpants. His curls are damp and sticking to his neck, like he just got out of the shower.
He smiles at me. “You okay, sweetheart? You were squirming around a bit. Thought you might be having a nightmare.”
I look down. I’m covered in a blanket, thank God. I pull my hand away from my crotch. Fuck, I’m actually wet. I can feel the cold stickiness clinging to my thighs.
I don’t even remember the last time I had a sex dream. Let alone one I woke up wet from. I swallow, wiping my hand slyly off on my thigh. “No. No, I’m fine.”
He frowns. “Hey. You’re all pink, babe. Did you catch a cold out in the snow?” He reaches over, and his fingertips brush my forehead. I jerk back, heart racing. I don’t think I can handle his hands on me right now. The image of his head between my thighs slaps over my vision, so vivid I have to blink it away.
He puts his hands up. “Sorry, sorry. Didn’t mean to spook you.” He points a thumb back to the kitchen. “I’m making pancakes. You want one?”
I clear my throat. “Yeah. Yeah, a pancake would be great.”
“Great. They’ll be about ten minutes, so you’ve got just enough time for a shower. I left a towel out for you.”
“Thank you,” I squeak, sliding off the sofa and hobbling towards the bathroom. My little pink suitcase is in the hallway, so I stop to grab some clean clothes before shutting the bathroom door behind me.
