Page 15 of Gilded Desires

I turn my attention back to Aziel.

Should I be honest? I curl the edge of my lip between my teeth considering my very limited options. Tell them no and theywill send me walking. These men don’t seem to be the playing around type. There’s no shame in me knowing what I want anyway. “Maybe. I had hoped. It’s a long story. I will say that the ad was pretty economical in the wording. I just hope it’s not a cleaning position. I mean I can scrub a toilet, but?—”

Aziel’s gaze meets mine as firm lips move into an easy smile that steals my thoughts.

“It was designed to be that way,” he soothes in a slow glide of words. His gaze dips to my mouth, but he doesn’t move in to kiss me like his friend.

I can feel Gage’s curious gaze watching me with his friends and I have to admit, it’s a turn-on. Warmth cocoons me and I realize I find myself utterly surrounded by three males twice my size.

Hands come to rest on my hips. Aziel’s, I notice.

Another takes my left hand. Gage.

My right hand has a mind of its own and comes to rest on the third’s chest—his heartbeat a steady thump beneath my palm. I don’t know why; I don’t even know his name, but I want to feel the man’s mouth on mine again in the worst possible way.

Now of all the times my face heats.

“Rush. Rush Hampton,” he offers in that low rumbling voice of his.

The prickle of sensations shooting through me are wrong. I shouldn’t be feeling anything for three strangers. But this is how a one-night stand starts? Right? That is where this is going?

My brows pinch. “How did you know what I was thinking?”

He chuckles and the masculine sound is so smooth I can’t stop myself when I move my hand up to caress it over the grating stubble draped across his hard jawline. His thick arm circles around me and it’s like we’ve stood this way for eons—Aziel at my back, Gage to my left and Rush on my right.

“Your expression, baby girl. It says everything you’re thinking.” He swipes the pad of his thumb over the crease on my forehead. “It’s a freaking billboard.”

The heat in my cheeks deepens. “Oh. Yeah, you’re not the first one to think I need to work on that.”

He sees my grimace and shakes his head slowly. “I didn’t say that.”

“True,” I say gently.

Hands on either hip pull me back and I melt from ass to shoulders into Aziel. I can feel his aroused length through the rough denim of his jeans.

I pull in a hard breath and gasp when he lifts me from the floor. Rush moves in palming the back of my thighs. I easily wrap my legs around him, both men taking my weight. The air suddenly becomes thick with desire. Probably mine the most. But theirs too.

I debate telling them I’m a virgin, but that bad news can wait until later. Muchmuchlater, if I tell them at all.

This puts me at eye level with a very quiet Gage. Something tells me he doesn’t say much unless he has to. His intense stare holds me captive.

One heartbeat.

Then two.

He’s got a hand in his pocket, his eyes hooded. Primal darkness rims those pretty brown eyes and the longer our gazes hold one another the more I want to get lost in him.

I hold a hand out and he takes it, coming closer.

The edge of my dress has ridden high past my thighs. Pure wickedness crosses Gage’s expression telling me he’s not one to waste an opportunity. He releases my hand and folds the hem of my dress up an inch, then another exposing my black thong. But it’s what he does next that has me gripping Rush and Aziel to me with all my strength.

I pant, trembling. I hate myself for it, but the hot juices spilling to wet the strip of cloth between my legs is uncontrollable.

Rush’s eyes blaze into mine as his friend tortures me sweetly. Does he smell my arousal?

“Easy, baby girl,” Rush coaxes, an animalistic hunger in his eyes.

Easy? Yeah Right. I’m pinned between three hungry beasts. And here I am all covered in honey and smelling like their next meal.

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