Page 25 of Destiny of the Dragons

Jace’s mouth was soft and sensual and he kissed her like she was dessert. He cupped her face, plunging his tongue inside her mouth.

Mia squirmed against him. Smoke ran his hands up her sides, and then slowly back down.

It was too much stimulation. It was not enough. Mia pushed back into Smoke, grinding herself into his crotch. His erection against her ass was too much of a promise while he ran his hands up her sides. Smoke grunted, pressing forward, and nipping her neck.

Mia gasped again, tilting her neck to the side. Jace deepened the kiss, and she sucked on his tongue as Smoke kissed up her neck. She dug her hands into Jace’s shoulders, wanting everything desperately. She’d never been so turned on in her life, and it was almost painful.

Jace groaned, pressing himself against her. She slid her leg up his thigh. Smoke took advantage of the motion to slide his hand over her leg.

“Hook your leg around Jace’s waist,” Smoke whispered into her ear. “You want to feel him pressed against you like I am.”

Smoke pressed against her for emphasis. Mia shuddered, and hooked her leg around Jace’s waist. Jace grabbed her hips, and slid forward so she straddled him.

Mia dug her nails in his shoulders again. “Oh, Circe, yes.”

Jace dug his hands into her hips, grinding up into her. “Mia, you’re destroying what little control I have.”

“What do you need control for?” The friction Jace was creating sent stars in her vision, but it wasn’t enough.

He nipped her shoulder. “I was going to kiss you goodnight and leave it at that. Like a human date.”

“I’m a witch, not a human,” Mia panted. It was sweet, really, that they were worried about moving too fast.

Yesterday she would have said this was too fast, but today she didn’t care. She had never craved anyone like this, and now she wanted both of them more than she wanted her next breath of air.

“I told you,” Smoke said. He was less cautious now that she was literally writhing against him. Circe help her now that Smoke realized she wasn’t going to get mad at him for touching her. Smoke ran his hands up her sides, and cupped her breasts.

Mia moaned, arching up. She was going to die. Her body was wound tight, and if she didn’t come soon, she would explode.

Jace kissed her neck again, and Smoke pulled the straps down, and didn’t stop until he pulled the top of her dress down.

“Fuck yes.” Jace moved down to take one of her nipples into her mouth, and she squealed. Smoke kept touching her other breast, rolling the nipple between his fingers.

“Oh, please.” Mia shuddered. Her body twisted, but they had her pinned between them so she was just rubbing against them.

“Jace, she’s begging.” Smoke’s voice went husky. He’d managed to sound mostly unaffected until now, despite the rock hard erection he rubbed against her, but his control was slipping.

Good. Mia’s control was in shreds.

“Please, yes,” she gasped, twisting her head. She pulled Smoke’s head down and kissed him, searing her mouth against his. He tasted like ice, his mouth soft as satin, as he plunged his tongue into her mouth, Mia felt her body shift. There was nothing but the pleasure these two men were giving her, nothing but the three of them in the entire world.

Magic sparked inside her, not unlike when she prepared to cast a spell, but it didn’t feel like she was out of control.

It felt like she was right where she needed to be.

“Mia, yes.” Jace licked between her breasts.

Smoke pulled away from her mouth. “Mia, I know you like both of us grinding against you, but we’re moving to the couch.”

He didn’t sound bossy, just matter of fact. Like he had a plan.

Good. Mia didn’t know what to do with herself. She just wanted. Needed.

The three of them stumbled over to the couch. She tried to think of what position she should sit in, and the thought made her wetter. Any friction at all might set her off.

Smoke sent her an imperious look. “On your back.”

Mia swallowed hard and sat on the middle of the couch. She gave both of them a come hither look.

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