Page 52 of Full Mountie

“Plans change.” I flex my arm against his grip. He doesn’t let go, and that makes my cock ache. I soften my expression and give him a slow smile. “Come on. I know I charged in here like a bull in a china shop, but it’s been a long week. I’ve missed you both.”

Between us, Beth’s breath hitches. I shift my attention back to her.Mine.

“I missed you more than I expected,” I say softly as I stroke my fingertips up her chest, along the delicate line of her neck, and up to her mouth. “And I wanted to see you tonight. Mission accomplished. No more grumpiness.”

Her lips part and I trace the soft, pink lushness. Her tongue slides out and licks at my fingers.

I glance at Hugh, snug behind her, watching our every move. “See? We’re all good.”

He brings his lips to Beth’s ear. “Is that true, beautiful? Are youall good?”

“I’m definitely good,” she whispers back. Heat zings through me as her eyes darken and her lips part further. I slide my thumb over her tongue and she closes her mouth around it, sucking gently.

Hugh chuckles darkly. “Then let’s move this to the bedroom.”

Ipick Beth up.

“Put me down, I can walk.”

Hugh chuckles. “How about you show Lachlan what a good girl you can be?”

She snorts, but stops insisting I let her go.

Hugh pulls up short as we enter her room. “Jesus, that’s a small bed,” he growls, and I wonder what dirty choreography he’s already working on.

“We made it work,” I mutter. I fucking know better, but it slipped out because Hugh’s dickishness has been rubbing off on me.

He turns slowly and raises one eyebrow. “Reminding me that you’ve had more of a taste of our Beth than I have?”

Our Beth. I like the sound of that. I wink at him. “Just saying, don’t let the bed cramp your style.”

“Oh, I won’t.” His hands go to his belt. “Beth, what do you want to see us do together?”

“Uhm…” She kicks her legs and I set her down. She twists between us, her cheeks pink. “What are my options?”

A dirty slideshow of all the ways Hugh has fucked me flashes through my mind. Heat swirls low in my gut as he sinks his teeth into his lower lip. How much do I want him to say?

Fuck it.

“Do you have lube?” I ask her. I know she’s got a drawer full of condoms, but I don’t remember anything slippery in there.

Her eyes light up. “Yeah.”

I feel turned inside out as I glance back at Hugh. “Then pretty much anything you could imagine is on the table.”

I was a jerk to him earlier. Jealous for no reason, and possessive of a woman who most definitely wants to be shared by us equally. This is my way of saying I’m sorry.Fuck me into next week.

She takes my hand and swings our arms back and forth as she gives me a once-over, up and down. “Do you…bottom?” Fuck, the way her blush darkens as she asks that reminds me of her curiosity at Max’s holiday play party. She’s pretty vanilla, but damn open to trying things. Now she nods, confident in her assessment. “You must. There’s no way Hugh bottoms.”

He coughs as an unexpected laugh shakes his entire body. “Usually not. But not never.”

“Oh?” She spins around, letting my fingers slide free of her hand as she reaches for him. “Really? That’s…awesome.”

He grins. “Have you ever fucked a man, Beth?”

She makes an adorable little squeaking sound. “You don’t mean just being on top, do you?”

He shakes his head and tugs her in close, kissing her deeply before he whispers against her mouth, “No, but that’s a gorgeous picture to put in my head. You want to ride Lachlan tonight?”

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