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Riley brows pinched together showing obvious confusion. “Something wrong?”
Abso-fucking-lutely. Yes, there was something wrong. “No.”
Everything was wrong. Mainly her stupid soft heart that confused lust for love all the damn time she was within touching distance of either mountain man. Why couldn’t she be more like her sister? “I’m just happy you’re both okay and everyone is inside waiting. You know they’ve gone through a lot of work to make you guys a big meal.”
Mellowed sunlight brushed one side of Riley’s chiseled jawline, drawing her eyes from his all too kissable lips and further south to the thick bulge straining worn jeans. God, did these men know how to fill out a pair, but she preferred bare chests to the T-shirts they had on. A girl could have her weakness.
Riley stared at her like she’d said just what he wanted to hear before pulling her body against his. “Come here, baby girl. You’re needing your men aren’t you and don’t know how to say it. After all the time we’ve spent pleasuring your sweet body?”
“Oh, she wants,” Holden stated with confidence. “Don’t you, baby? Those pretty eyes are lit with just how much you want.”
He was right. She hungered for them. Savagely so.
She bit back a shiver at Holden’s husked words. They did things to her. Things he would love if he slipped his hands into her pants and felt for the girl cum wetting her pussy right this second.
Why the hell did she have to be so weak those two little words? They stoked the urge for another Alaskan sex-filled night with her pressed between both men under a blanket of soft sunshine.
Riley bent at the waist, took two handfuls of her ass and lifted, giving her no other choice but to wrap her arms and legs around him. Not a wince or groan of pain signaled he was in pain. No sign of injury. Not Riley, nothing ever fazed him. He was as rough and hard as that mountain he’d been on, but she saw the tender insides.
Pine and fresh spring-scented soap clung to them both, and she drew the calming, familiar smell in until her lungs nearly exploded.
Riley broke the comforting silence of simply touching one another. “I told you we’d be home for dinner.”
She wanted tobedinner. As if hearing her thoughts, he growled, deep and throaty.
“Keep looking at us like that and we’ll show you how fast we can break the speed limit getting you home.”
Oh God. “Try it and I won’t be responsible for what happens when you do get me alone.” She leaned in until her aching nipple brushed against Riley’s chest.
Damn him. There went her stern self-talk and plan. She unhooked her legs and moved to stand on her own.
“Oh no. You’re not going anywhere.” Riley tightened his grip.
“Say what you want, tough man, I know you’re hurt.” She noticed the bruising forming right below the short cuff of his shirt. She could only imagine what the rest of his body looked like. He had to be in pain.
“I’ll heal. But only if you stay right where you’re at.”
He didn’t waste any time working her as close to him as possible. His mind nowhere near today’s incident from the way he leaned back and propped a foot on the fender of his truck, his expression calm. Delicious pressure hit her center.
“We need to fix the clothes issue,” he growled low for her ears only.
“I agree, but not here.”
She inhaled deeply at the carnal promises his tone carried.
She wanted to fight her attraction but, hey, one more night with the inked, muscled badass cocky mountain men wouldn’t do any harm.
Holden came to stand behind her and glided a hand up her bare arm, over her shoulder until he had her braid in hand. Tugging her to face him, her lips parted for the slow glide of his lips across hers.
Riley cupped a hand around the back of her head, holding her steady for Holden to devour her mouth. Between her thighs, Riley’s cock grew thicker and she swore the heat of his desire burned through the layers of clothing. Beneath his cotton shirt, taut muscles rippled under her outstretched hands. Desire peaked in her core as her head fell back to rest against Holden’s shoulder.
Forcing her eyes open she fell under the wicked spell of Riley’s gaze as she kissed his friend.
He grinned, his expression hungry and damn if the heat in his eyes didn’t send a primal heat ripping through her.
Devouring the Alaskan hunks sounded like the best and worst of ideas. They’d whisk her away, she’d dive into the illusion of their fantasy till morning and damn, wouldn’t that be a fine ending to a freaking stressful day?
Holden’s lips found their way down her throat and the lazy licks and nips over her collarbone left her gasping. Were they planning on laying her out and fucking her right here?
