Page 41 of Heart of Defiance

When his mouth closes over the peak of my breast, I clutch his shoulder with a whimper. He rolls the nub beneath his tongue and tugs it between his lips, setting off pulse after pulse of bliss.

As he shifts to the side to be thorough in his attentions, my hand rises to grip his close-cropped hair. At the stroke ofmy fingertips over his scalp, Jostein makes an encouraging sound that reverberates from his throat to delightful effect.

He sucks my nipple deeper into his mouth with a sweep of his tongue, massaging my ass at the same time. When I grind against his erection, a breath shudders out of him.

He pulls my face back toward him, his gaze seeking out mine, his eyes intent despite the darkening of lust. “I want to make you feel every pleasure imaginable tonight, but I’m not looking just to get off. The past few days… I can’t imagine my life feeling whole unless you stay in it, Signy.”

Despite the ache of desire that’s gripping me, my throat constricts. How can any of us know what the future will hold, what he’ll want after we see this rebellion through?

But we don’t even know if wewillsee it through. And there’s nothing I’d like to believe more than that I could stay in this man’s life, whatever place I could find there. It isn’t as if I have a home to go back to.

“If I have anything to say about it, you won’t need to imagine,” I murmur.

A brilliant smile crosses Jostein’s face. He cups my face between his calloused hands and kisses me so hard I can barely remember anything exists except him.

I press into him again, the needy ache between my thighs getting hotter by the second. With a rough chuckle, Jostein tilts us over to lie on our sides on the spread sleeping mats. He ducks his head to lap the peak of my breast back into his mouth while delving one hand beneath the waist of my trousers.

At the first brush of his fingers over my clit, I have to bite back a moan. Jostein caresses me through my dampened drawers and then slides his hand right beneath the thinner fabric. I rock with his explorations, my hold on him tightening when he dips a finger right inside me.

Then, with a warble of fabric, the tent flap pulls back.

I freeze, and Jostein’s head jerks up.

Iko leans inside, his eyes gleaming and his striking face holding one of his sly grins. “I thought I noticed you two sneaking off over here. What happened to sharing, Jos?”

Jostein’s eyes start to narrow into a glower, but at the same moment, his friend’s words and the images they stir up set off a fresh pulse of desire through my body. To be touched like this by both of these men, the way they encompassed me in their kisses and caresses the other night…

Arousal pools in my sex with an eager quiver, and Jostein hesitates. He pumps his testing finger in and out of me while his friend watches, and his smile returns.

“What are you waiting for, then?” he asks Iko with a hint of a growl. “Get in here and let’s see that our woman is properly celebrated.”

Iko shows no sign of offense at being ordered around. He enters the tent and sprawls out at my back, immediately teasing one hand over my bare belly while he sweeps aside my hair with the other to kiss my neck.

Oh, gods. All I can do is tremble and sway between the two men as Jostein brings his mouth back to mine and Iko starts to fondle my breasts. The bigger man adds a second finger inside me, and I whimper into his mouth.

With a guttural sound, Jostein yanks down my trousers and drawers together. “I need to feel you around me.”

Having no interest in arguing, I fumble with the fastening on his pants. He guides one of my legs all the way up to his waist and enters me with one swift thrust.

“Fuck,” I mumble, the sensation of being so perfectly filled rippling through my entire body. I’m so wet there’s barely any friction at all as he pumps in and out of me, only the sweet burn of being stretched in just the right way.

Iko muffles a groan against my hair, pressing against me from behind as if to urge me on. As I buck with Jostein’s thrusts, he delves his hand between us.

When Iko’s fingers glide over my clit, I have to slam my mouth against Jostein’s to smother my moan. Iko circles his fingers around that most sensitive spot and nips my shoulder, Jostein plunges even deeper, and I can feel any shred of control I had left spiraling away from me.

I careen over the edge in a burst of pleasure that tingles all the way to my toes. My body shudders, lost in the flood.

My sex clamps around Jostein, and words spill out of him in a nearly incoherent muttering. “So good. Fucking incredible. Signy. Gods.”

After a couple more thrusts, I know he’s followed me. His head bows toward mine, and he holds me against him as if we could stay this way forever.

Iko nuzzles the back of my neck and peppers gentle kisses across my shoulder blades. He trails his hand up and down my abdomen as I come down from the orgasmic high.

“It’s an honor to witness you coming apart, Spitfire,” he murmurs.

Jostein presses his lips to mine once more and peers over me at his friend. He palms my breast with a flick of his thumb over the nipple, bringing it back to full stiffness. “You could do better than witness it. I’d imagine she could be even more satisfied.”

A giddy quiver shoots through me at his suggestion.

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