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Finally, I manage, “Erection?”
Orson looks down at his pants, which, sure enough, are tented with an erection. “I spent a long time in prison. I’ve been smelling sex all over you since the first time I met you, and now I’ve started picturing some very dirty things.” He stands abruptly. “I’m going to go take a shower that I hope is cold enough to form ice cubes.”
When he goes to move past me, I surprise myself by taking his arm. “Or…?”
His gaze is shocked as he looks down at me. “Don’t play with me. I can’t handle it.”
“Playing with you seems to be exactly what she has in mind,” Braxton grumbles.
I wince and look at the brothers. “We just talked about things. If this is too fast, it’s completely okay.”
Max glances at Braxton. Silence stretches between them, and then Max releases a slow breath. “Why don’t we take Trouble out for a little walk?”
Braxton gives me a look. “Alittlewalk. We plan to be back in time to enjoy you too.”
My cheeks burn. “I can handle that.” Hell, my wolf is pleased as hell.
The guys gather Trouble up and some of his toys, then head out the door. When it closes behind them, I glance up at Orson, unsure of what to say. Desire flows through me. Some deep part of me is so damn content that I don’t know what to do with myself. I get all three men. They’re mine. And I know there’s a very real possibility I’m their mate.
So where do I go from here?
“Uh, you might need to take the lead on this,” he says. “You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen, so if I take the lead, things are going to get a little rushed. Actually, I probably should have taken care of things before this. Otherwise, the likelihood that I’ll leave you unsatisifed is strong. And I want to be clear, I’m very excited about this. I don’t want to screw things up, but I just might betooexcited, if you catch my drift.”
Why is that so hot?
“So maybe we don’t take things too slowly?” I say, closing the space between us. “Maybe we do things quickly enough that we both end up satisfied?”
He visibly swallows. “Anything you want, Asha, seriously. I’m not into a lot of kinky shit, but I think right now I’d let you do just about anything to me.”
I grin and reach for his shirt, then pull it off over his head. His lowers his mouth to mine, and then we’re kissing, his sweet caramel scent wrapping around me. Turning me on. Our mouths battle for control before our tongues dance together, and arousal uncurls inside of me.
Moving my hands to his pants, I undo the buttons and pull them down. Sure enough, he’s hard. In his boxers, his massive erection straining the material in front of me. I lock gazes with him and pull his boxers down.
“I can’t handle that, Asha,” he groans.
But I ignore him. Rising up on my knees, I take him into my mouth and he chokes out a series of swear words. I start to bob on his long, thick cock, loving the taste of him, while he thrashes his head above me. One of his hands digs into the back of my hair, and he guides me further, taking him so much deeper that I choke a little.
In an instant, he’s leaped back, and then I’m over his shoulder being rushed to the bed. I laugh as he throws me on it, but his eyes are darkened with need as he helps me out of my clothes, then stares down at me.
“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me,” he murmurs.
“What’s wrong?” I ask, glancing down at my body.
“Nothing. Absolutely nothing,” he whispers. “You are perfection.”
Then, he slides onto the bed on top of me. His tip presses against my opening, but his head moves to my breasts instead, and he begins to suck and lick like a man who hasn’t touched a woman in a long time. Which he is.
If I thought I was wet before, the feeling of him against me, and the sensation of his mouth on my breasts threatens to pull me to the edge. When his hand drips to my core, I freeze, and then a moan slips past my lips. He plays with me. Sliding his fingers in my folds, making me wetter and wetter with each touch. Occasionally, his thumb finds my clit, circles it, and rubs, making my whole body jump, but he doesn’t seem to realize what he’s doing to me because he just presses on.
At last, I pant, “Orson, fuck me now.Rightnow!”
“Shit!” he groans. “I was trying to be patient. I was trying to get you ready.”
“Damn it. I’m ready!”
He pulls his hand away and braces himself above me. Our eyes lock while he slides inside, and I gasp, jerking my body to take him deeper and faster.Fuck. He’s such a perfect fit. Hard. Thick. Long. Filling me to perfection.
When he reaches his hilt, he hesitates, breathing hard. “You’re so perfect. You’re amazing. God damn it, I’m lucky.”
