Page 41 of Moonlit Alexandrite

“We can make that happen, Princess.”

“Every single day, Baby Girl.”

I loved these men.

I rocked backward and forward between them, delicious friction sending sparks across my vision as they drove me up toward that cliff once again. Tase kissed me, and he tasted of salty secrets and hidden places. Dion sucked hard on my neck, eliciting a brief scream from me, before soothing it with his tongue. He ran his hands up my ribs, taking handfuls of my breasts and using them to drive me harder onto his erection as Tase simultaneously increased his pace. Feathers of water swirled around my clit, and I lost my mind. With a scream so loud my voice broke, I came again, closely followed by each of my men. Dion bit down on the base of my neck so hard he set me off for a third time as Tase doubled over to rest his forehead on my opposite shoulder. I hung suspended between them, the water a languorous caress against my heated skin as all three of us caught our breaths.

Floodlights snapped on so suddenly, I almost slipped underwater in shock. Tase caught me and hauled me into his body as Dion moved to block me from the view of the shore.

“Come ashore and get dressed. Sorry guys, you’re under arrest for indecent exposure.”

“Shit,” Tase cursed.

“So.... no round two?” I asked in disappointment.

Stupid Stone.

Chapter Twenty-Five

Lex

I shifted around on the hard bench, trying to get comfortable. I would never admit it to him, but maybe Dion was right about pacing myself. Now that we had cooled down and been sitting in this cell for an hour, my lady bits were screaming for a warm bath and Epsom salts. Stupid girthy mates with their long assets. I mean, who has dicks that big, anyway?

“Princess —”

“Fates help me, Dion, if you say I told you so, I’m going to tie you to the bed and make you watch while I play with Ren and Tase.”

Dion’s eyes flared as Tase barked a laugh.

“Baby girl, I think all of us would be down for that scenario.” I looked between them and realized they were both becoming aroused by the image I painted. I narrowed my eyes in caution.

“And I won’t let you come.”

Dion’s lip ticked madly, but I chose to believe he had been properly chastened. He ran a hand through his wet hair and I noticed his horns were visible again. I wanted to see his goat legs, but I knew he wasn’t comfortable in his full satyr form. Shit. Now I had the image in my head of Dion in satyr form during sex, his goat tail waggling in excitement.

The jangle of keys caught all of our attention as Colbie stepped into the room.

“Where’s Ren?” Tase asked, holding the towel Officer Stone had kindly loaned him close as he stood.

“Ooh, boy, he’s pissed at you three. Leaving him out of the fun.” Colbie tsked, clearly enjoying her position of power. Tase went to fold his arms and had to abort the movement as his towel slipped. I enjoyed the flash of his bronze ass cheeks thoroughly. Colbie half turned away until he was safely covered again.

“Fine, Newt was asleep on his lap, and neither of us wanted to wake him, so you got me.”

“Okay, are you going to let us out now? Where is Stone, by the way?”

“Reading some fluffy kitten story while pretending to write reports. I told him I could get you out.” Colbie waved the words away as irrelevant, then grinned wickedly.

“So you and I can have a chat before you go anywhere.”

What was she doing? Obviously, something had happened, because she didn’t get this focused unless it was serious. It occurred to me that both my men had gone completely still. They knew better than to underestimate a woman, especially when she held the keys.

“I will let you out... but only if you stop pulling pranks on Peter Vasiliev.”

“No deal,” Tase said, so easily he could have been commenting on the weather.

“Then you aren’t getting out.”

“Why are you defending him? He’s an asshole, and is loudest about the loch being” — he shuddered — “selkie territory. He deserves everything he gets, and besides... I’m sure I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

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