Page 23 of Gilded Touches

His smile is pure, raw masculine arrogance. “You had no problem giving it to us earlier. Has that changed?”

No. The wetness coating my folds is evidence of that. “Yes,” I snap at the air between us.

“Liar,” he whispers and those fucking hips of his start moving. Every little nudge pushes the crown of his cock against my clit.

I don’t want to like it, but fuck. I do. I really,reallydo. It takes a monumental amount of self control not to rock my hips along with him.

“Please, just let me go.” Even I don’t believe my pleas so I don't know why they would.

“Look at me.” A finger draws my chin up and I transfer my attention from Voss to Jasper who takes my mouth in a hard, claiming kiss. In the time Voss held my attention, Jasper stripped from his clothes.

My eyes go wide at his masculine beauty as we share a tender kiss. I expected rough and brutal, but this man has shown me nothing but gentleness. My brain can’t compute all the mixed incoming signals. Unrelenting fingers sink into my hair and I’m held in place when I try to pull away.

I kiss him hard, sucking Jasper’s tongue between my lips. He does the same and together we drink in each other until we can no longer breathe. Between us, Voss lays back and strokes himself, watching.

Shayne comes up on the bed behind me and drags his warm tongue from the base of my spine to the top between my shoulder blades. His breath fans across my cheek as he whispers to me.

“Spread yourself over Voss, again, tigress. Let him feel your heat on his cock. But don’t take him yet. Not yet. Let us prepare you first.”

I tug on my bindings. “I can’t.”

Jasper unties my right hand, but instead of letting me go, he wraps the other end around his hand. Shayne follows in his brother’s steps on my left.

Keeping me as their captive, the brothers ease me over Voss. From our knees to the tips of my breasts our skin glides together. Jasper and Shayne both help guide my knees to either side of Voss’ hips. I shudder at the feeling of his massive girth spearing through my drenched folds.

My nails dig into perfectly formed pecs. The warmth of his flesh under my touch is intoxicating.

“Voss.” I whisper with contradicting needs rushing through me. I want him to drive into me, take my virginity already and fuck me so hard I pass out. The expression in his eyes flickers between wanting to deliver on my silent wishes and promising to make it so much better.

“Come here,” he urges and I move higher until his mouth is on mine and his hard length caresses over my throbbing clit. I break away, gasping for air, but stay close enough that our lips are barely separated.

I buck wildly at the jolt of electricity pinging through me. I rock my hips overtop him and immediately gasp as his hot shaft moves through my juices. I do as Shayne instructs and keep Voss from entering my virgin channel, but it’s so hard to resist. Every heartbeat sends a pulse of lust arrowing through me.

Three sets of hands caress, feel and erase all my worries and pains. At least for right now. And that is worth everything in the world to me.

Their touch smears the paint on my body, but I don’t care. I had no idea a few brush strokes and green paint would lead me here. But now that I have these men surrounding me, I wish I could be anyone else in the world but the woman who has to steal from them.

Nine

Luna

“Please. I can’t do this.”And stay whole, I want to say, but I can’t let them know how much power they have over me. I’m beginning to fall for their sweet words and kind touches.

Shayne takes my mouth in a hot, claiming kiss. Like Jasper, he doesn’t ask. He simply takes what he wants and everyone else be damned.

“You can. Trust us. I’ve been telling you that all night.”

“I don’t know how to trust, is my problem.” He makes the truth come out when all I want to do is bury it. I bite at my lip to keep it from quivering.

Jasper turns me toward him and eases the flesh from between my teeth. “Let us show you, little moon.”

My fucking heart is about to give out. It runs at top speed unchecked one second and then falls flat to the floor in the next. I’m slowly pushed forward and I brace myself on my hands. My hard nipples drag through the light dusting of hair sprinkledacross Voss’ chest and I love it. The scratch of friction is just another assault to my senses.

“I had no idea this could be so good.”

They chuckle low. “We haven’t even begun, tigress.Our beautiful little tigress.”

Lashes fall closed. Tigress, jungle flower and now little moon. “All your names for me are cute.” They make me want to fall in love.

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