Page 23 of Gilded Desires

Aziel flashes me a devilish grin.

I’m plucked out of his arms and before I can miss the heat of his embrace, I’m in Rush’s. No one has an ounce of respect for personal space, and I can’t find it in me to care. I could use a little more skin on skin.

His green eyes drink in my bodice, skirt, and honey-brown hair in one go. “I like this version of you. Always wear your hair down like this. It makes my dick hard as fuck.” His fingers slip into the loose, hanging locks. Long enough to nearly brush my waist, he gathers every inch around his fist and tips my head back until my mouth is angled for him to ravish.

He doesn’t leave me wanting for long. Hard lips crash into mine. I groan into his mouth and savor the sweet taste of tangy sauce on his tongue. From nipples to knees I’m pressed against his tall, hard frame. Each inhale causes friction against my hard tips, sending shudders of anticipation fanning through me.

Such sweet, sweet, torturous anticipation.

He pulls back to where his lips brush against mine when he speaks. “You’ll be beautiful up on that stage taking our cocks.You’re a natural.” The light from overhead domes highlight the heat fusing with my cheeks. He notices and smiles. “Like I said, a natural, baby girl.”

I rest my palms over his chest.

Err…

Hoping to God I don’t hate the answer I have to ask, “Natural as in slutty porn star material or natural as in I’m a sensual person?”

Lips find my neck and teeth follow right after. Rush bites into the tender flesh beneath the pulse point and I cry out, jerking in his hold. I tighten the cloth of his T-shirt in my fist.

“Mm,” he growls against my neck. “So responsive.” Using my hair to keep me prisoner, he runs the other hand down my back and then down farther to grip my ass through the thin fabric of my skirt. The low fire Aziel started inside me back on the porch cranks up a notch to leave me simmering with lust.

“As inyouwere made forus.”

I tuck the edge of my lower lips between my teeth, unable to breathe from the sheer power of his words. But it’s the way his gaze connects with mine that makes me feel I’ve fallen wholly into their world. How can this be? What the hell is going on with me?

“Rush, let up. Damn animal,” Gage growls and I like the hot, possessive rumble in his voice. It flows over my senses. I angle my head his way and I watch him close the distance between us. His muscular form moves with predatory grace. I lower my eyes with pleasure when his lips brush over mine in a passing tease.

Not a claiming, but a hint of what is to come.

Rush releases my hair and I’m free to lean in close to Gage. His eyes hold mine. God, this man makes common sense seem foreign.

His massive amount of body heat wraps around me from my left and Aziel comes up behind. I reach for them as Rush takes both sides of my face in hand and kisses me so hard, I lose my breath. Hands slide over me, touching me, caressing me where no man has ever dared touch the Constantine princess before now.

But they don’t know that. They don’t need to know my bloodline. They are the good guys, while I’m the bona fide bad girl by every definition but one. I’m a virgin. At least for a little while longer.

When all this ends, we will all go our separate ways. No one will get hurt. My small secret can remain mine.

They push into me, kissing, feeling my curves with rough hands one minute and smooth caresses the next. Miles of refined muscles press against me and I take a big notice of three very aroused andveryhard cocks.

Their warm breath brushes over my exposed skin making me shudder. I’m right back where I was when they stole an orgasm back in The Society. I don’t exactly know why I feel so helpless yet in control between them. All I know is if I follow through with how they make me feel I’ll be releasing darker desires inside me I’ve never given a voice to. Not even to Sapphire and definitely not to Polaris. If I’m honest, I’ve barely acknowledged my cravings myself.

Something deep inside me whispers these men will give me whatever I want and so much more.

Hands grab at my waist and ease down the slope of my ass until I feel the hem of my skirt start to rise.

Goosebumps chase the material higher and higher over my hips.

Fuck, yes! Those callused fingers brush up the back of my thighs, up higher until they tease the rounded bottom of my ass cheeks.

“Whatever this is…” I shake my head and look between them. “What is happening between us? And don’t give me a sarcastic answer. It’s like when I’m with you three I can’t think, I can’t breathe. I feel like I’ve known you forever. That can’t be right.”

“I don’t know.”

Rush’s honesty shocks me. His hands on me turn harsher. Like he’s afraid I might not be real. “But you feel perfect where you are. Fuck anything else or anyone else who wants to say otherwise.”

There’s something deeper behind his words. A meaning I don’t have access to.

“Let’s find out, sweetheart.” Aziel is on his knees in front of me with his lips and hands exploring the fraction of revealed skin at my abdomen.

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