Page 12 of Luna

“Don’t be sorry,” Quinn said. “I don’t know what to do either.”

“We can just sit down and talk about magic. Or plants.” Colton took off his hat, and set it on the dresser, his silky brown hair escaping its ponytail.

“Or quantum entanglement.” Quinn perked up at the suggestion.

“Sure.” I sat down on the floor, at the foot of the bed, with my back to the mattress. “Come sit.”

Dante and Colton sat on either side of me. Quinn lay on the bed, on his stomach, his face hovering near my head.

I glanced up, and he was close enough to kiss. His lips were soft and thick. His hair got into his eyes and Dante reached across me to brush it out of his face.

When I glanced at Colton, he was watching me with the same caution, and my last bit of resistance melted away.

I wanted to live it up like other people, if only just this once.

Quinn actually did start talking about quantum entanglement. I didn’t hear anything he said because all I could think of was kissing him. This close, I saw small flecks of amber and green in his brown eyes.

I leaned forward, and he stopped talking, looked at me, then closed the rest of the distance between us. His lips were soft and silky, just like I had thought they would be.

I sighed into his mouth, because the angle was amazing. Liquid warmth spiraled from our lips down my throat, over my breasts, through my stomach and pulsed inside me.

Quinn opened his mouth, and I pressed my tongue between his lips. We kissed until every nerve ending sizzled, and moisture was pooling between my legs.

I pulled away. For a moment we just blinked at each other.

“That was nice,” he whispered. “You should let them touch you. Colton does things with his mouth—”

Desire suddenly spiked through me, so strongly that the scent of raspberries was everywhere. My perfume had to be strong if I was smelling it myself.

“Tell them what to do.” I touched Quinn’s cheek. “I like your voice.”

Colton growled. “Yes.”

Dante’s brown eyes went dark. “That sounds perfection.”

“Touch her,” Quinn pressed his face against my cheek, his breath hot on my skin. “Run your hands over her arms and legs. Show her how pretty she is.”

Colton stroked his hand down my arm, feather-light and slow. His skin was rough and warm, and as he touched me, he murmured soft praises about how beautiful I was, how soft my skin was.

Dante rested his hand on my ankle, rubbing the tender skin with his thumb. I hadn’t known ankles could be an erogenous zone until he started touching me there.

Quinn pulled me under with more drugging kisses, and the two alphas stroked their hands over me. I shivered, the sensations of being touched and stroked sending spiraling waves through me.

It was heaven. This was nothing like the heavy grasping of sex with my pack I’d been with before, where I had felt like I was a bone being fought over by junkyard dogs.

Quinn kissed me like he was drowning. Or maybe I had it backward, and I was the one being pulled under. I didn’t want to come up for air. Desire coiled inside me, languid and warm like molasses.

I wanted more.

I broke away from Quinn and pulled my sexy cowboy into a kiss. He tasted like mint as he sealed his mouth against mine. Cupping my face, he tilted my head back and exposed my throat. Dante leaned in and licked a wet line down the side of my neck, and I whimpered.

All my fantasies of Dante touching me were coming true, along with the ones I’d had where I would be touched by a pack who would cherish me. I broke away and caught Dante’s mouth as he nibbled my ear. Hands stroked over me, cupping my breasts and I moaned into Dante’s mouth.

“Please,” I panted. My body was on fire, liquid warmth ebbing and flowing as Colton and Quinn’s hands roved over me.

“Whatever you want,” Colton cupped my breasts, his hands overlapping Quinn’s, and my mind melted.

“You should go down on her.” Quinn’s breathing was labored. “Luna, he’s so good with his mouth.”

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