Page 48 of Shadowed Fate

He grins against my breast before taking a nipple between his teeth and tugging lightly. The sensation sends electricity straight to my core, making me moan even louder.

Tiernan's hand reaches out, fingers hovering over the exposed skin of my ribcage. His touch is hesitant at first, cautious, but then he dives in with confidence.

His rough palms glide over my skin, sending shivers through me. His fingers brush against the waistband of my pants before skimming lower.

I gasp as two fingers slip under the lace of my panties and find their way to my clit. His touch is light but firm, sending little shocks of pleasure through me.

Rory's mouth moves lower, trailing kisses down my stomach. He looks up at me with a glint in his eye before leaning forward and sliding my pants down, helping me step out of them with firm hands.

I'm now completely exposed to both men, and for a minute I feel self-conscious. But Tiernan's eyes are full of want and desire, and Rory's gaze is adoring. It gives me a surge of confidence and I arch into their touch.

Rory takes advantage of the new position by kissing from one thigh to the other, leaving no inch untouched by his lips or tongue.

Meanwhile, Tiernan continues to tease my clit with expert strokes. The pleasure builds and builds within me until I'm teetering on the edge of bliss.

But just as I'm about to tip over into ecstasy, reality comes crashing back.

The sound of footsteps and voices approaching snaps me out of the moment, and I quickly push Rory and Tiernan away from me.

"Someone's coming," I say, frantically pulling my clothes back on.

I manage to rearrange myself into a suitable state just as a couple of students pass close by to our clearing, discussing what they’re going to wear to the dance tonight.

"Shit," I gasp. “What time is it?” I reluctantly pull away from Rory's touch. "I promised Eira I'd meet her to get ready for the Masquerade Ball."

Rory lets out a frustrated groan, his forehead resting against mine. "You're killing me."

I can't help but giggle, even as my body screams for more. "Rain check?"

"You better believe it," Rory growls, nipping at my lower lip.

Tiernan clears his throat, his voice husky. "We should head back. Wouldn't want to keep Eira waiting."

As we walk towards my room, Rory's arm drapes around my shoulders, a comforting weight. Tiernan falls into step on my other side, his fingers brushing against mine.

"So, any hints about your dress tonight?" Rory asks, waggling his eyebrows.

I smirk. "Wouldn't you like to know?"

Tiernan chuckles. "I'm sure whatever it is, you'll look stunning."

Heat creeps up my neck at his words.

We reach my door too soon. I turn to face them both, suddenly shy. "Thanks for... everything."

Rory's eyes soften. He cups my cheek, thumb tracing my lower lip. "Always."

Tiernan squeezes my hand. "We'll see you tonight."

As I slip into my room, their warmth lingers on my skin.

I lean against the closed door, my breath coming in short gasps. The ghost of Tiernan's touch still burns on my skin, and Rory’s demanding kiss haunts my thoughts.

It's so different from anything I've experienced before. Part of me wants to run, to hide from the potency of it all. But a larger part, a part I barely recognize, craves more.

"What the hell am I doing?" I mumble, running my fingers through my hair.

The thought of being with both of them makes me weak in the knees. And then there’s Callen. It's wrong, isn't it? To want them all? To imagine their hands on me, their lips...

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