Page 16 of Room One Hundred and Five

Someone releases the clip holding my long hair in a fancy twist. The heavy length falls down my back.

“My God, you’re angelic.”

That was blue eyes. The other two release a sound that sends a wave of excitement through me.

Hands caress, squeeze and light a fire across every inch of skin their touches can find. Thin silk doesn’t hide much and these men know exactly where to stroke and kiss.

“I like the heat of your bodies against mine. I’ve been cold for so long,” I hear myself admit. I shouldn’t reveal so much of my weakness to strangers. But the truth is, they make me safe enough to share my darkest fears and my dirtiest desires.

“Fuck, sweetheart. You break my heart.”

The one with the brown eyes takes either side of my face in his hands. “Little flower, I want to eat you, dirty you and make you want nothing but the feel of us from here until the dirt claims you.”

My brain screams the fact I don’t even know his name, but my heart and body don’t give a damn about the minor details.

His lips are on mine, and his hands drive into my loose hair. This time I don’tthinkI hear a growl, IknowI do and he sounds like a starving beast.

He’s gentle at first and then he turns ravenous.

His tongue dips, curls against the roof of my mouth and then captures my tongue when I gasp with surprise. He sucks, nibbles and then repeats the toe-curling string of events all over again.

I fight the hold he has on me and finally open my eyes. Warm brown connects with wild green.

No names, no pressure,I remind myself when my lips move to ask his name.

“I—”

Someone lifts me from where I kneel on the bed, cutting me off abruptly.

I wrap my legs around them and let them pull me to them. Who? Who knows? Another moves in so fast and takes my mouth in a kiss so delicious I can’t find it in me to lift my eyelids. There is no way I will break the spell that has fallen over us. A hand claims my chin, and another takes my mouth. This one is gentle. He takes his time to savor our moment and so do I. My fingers slideinto his thick hair. Light stubble drags across the soft skin of my chin.

Delicious, I find myself thinking when I’m passed to another.

Hands roam. Mine and theirs. Warm lips curl around a hard nipple and I break my kiss to find Emilio sucking me through the thin silk of my dress. Pleasure sends my eyes rolling. My entire world is not tilting anymore. It is flat out rolling downhill at a life-altering speed.

“Come,” his friend with the dark brown eyes quietly commands with a husk of arousal.

I could. My body already pulsates with a building release. It wouldn’t take much for me to find my release under their attention.

“Hold her close, Stefan.”

I open my eyes to find I’m in the arms of the man with golden eyes the color of heated amber.

Stefan.I mentally repeat his name.

Strong hands grip my ass through my dress. One by one, each of his fingers dig into the plump flesh of my ass. It’s short enough to not rip when I wrap my legs around his middle. But the material rides up far enough to expose what I have on underneath.

The thick length of his arousal presses against the wet material of my thong.

All three surround me. Our body heat mingles to the point I can’t tell where we stop being one unit.

Mr. Brown Eyes takes my face in his hands again, something I am quickly learning he likes to do and draws my attention fully on him.

“Adrian. Let me hear you say my name and then we want to know yours. You know Emilio and Stefan. I don’t want to spend another minute not knowing yours.”

“Adrian.”

I look to Amber Eyes next. “Stefan.”

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