Page 78 of Desire

His hands returned to my skirt, slipping beneath to grip my bare thighs, guiding me over his hard length.

I broke away from the kiss and tipped my head back, holding onto his shoulders as I undulated over him.

It wasn’t enough. Frustration began to creep in. I needed more. More kissing. More touching. More of his hunger.

Fingers brushed the back of my neck.

“You are so beautiful, Snow. Take what you need. It’s yours.”

Their desire enveloped me. I sank into it, letting it fill me. Endless desire.

Garron’s hands gripped my sides, steadying me. Liam’s fingers tugged at my lacings, and his mouth closed over my breast through the shift as he guided me over his length again and again. The feel of his teeth on my nipple at the same time Garron nipped my neck sparked an explosion of sensual gratification.

A strangled cry ripped from my throat.

Liam continued his ministrations as waves of pleasure coursed through me and slowly faded. Languid with the residual bliss, I released his shoulders and wrapped my arms around Garron’s neck behind me. He kissed his way along my jaw and claimed my lips in a sweet, tender kiss that spoke of his love.

Liam’s rhythm faltered, and his grip on my hips tightened. His heavy exhale drew me from my daze, and I eased back from Garron’s kiss. Garron met my gaze with a warm smile and pressed his lips to my forehead before releasing me.

I looked down at Liam as he lifted his head from my breast, his gaze hooded and full of adoration.

“Forever with you won’t be long enough, Love,” he said.

My pulse skipped, and a flush started to creep into my face as I realized what I’d done. My gaze lifted to sweep the glade, but the others weren’t present.

“Please tell me you don’t regret that,” Liam said quietly.

I looked down at him again.

“Did I go too far?” he asked. The distress in his gaze helped me set my fear aside.

I shook my head. “I’m struggling with embarrassment,” I admitted. “I liked it. But should I have?”

He hugged me, and my nipple tingled at the press of his cheek. My fingers went to his hair, tangling in the strands to discreetly add to the pressure.

“Like what you like without apology, Snow,” Garron said from behind me.

I looked over my shoulder at him.

“I’m sorry I hurt you.”

“I know. In the future, I will be more mindful of how to demand more of you. How do you feel now?”

“Good,” I admitted, flushing further. “Not angry.”

“How is your well?”

“My well?”

“Our amulets glowed again just before you found your release,” Garron said.

My face flushed scarlet along with his. “I would prefer not to discuss this.”

He nodded and said nothing more.

“The tub is full,” Eadric called from inside the cottage.

Liam stood with me and waited until my dress covered me and I was steady on my feet to hand me over to Garron, who escorted me to the cottage.

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