Page 115 of Luna: Posy 2

"What is this about?" I raised my hands and sank them into his dark curls as we stared at each other.

"So I want to try again with just the three of us. If you're willing. Wyatt said he'd help if I mess up again."

"Huh?"

Yeah, that was the best I could do with Wyatt's busy fingers stroking in and out of me.

"We'll swap in and out, Posy." Wyatt stopped to suck on my earlobe before continuing. "Like a pinch runner in baseball. Ash will bat first. When he shoots off too early, I'll sub in and finish the game."

"I knew I should have asked Jay instead of you!" Ash's eyes filled with tears, wrenching my heart. "At least he wouldn't make fun of me!"

"I wasn't!" Wyatt protested and sounded truly affronted that Ash thought he was making fun of him. "I was trying to explain it in a way she'd understand without being crude, which is what you always accuse me of being!"

"Both of you, stop." I used my hold on Ash's hair to draw him closer and kissed him gently.

"I understand that you're sensitive about the issue, and you feel vulnerable." I kissed him again. "Wyatt didn't mean it like that. Just because he talks all cocky doesn't mean he has any more experience than you do."

"Actually, I do," Wyatt said in a stage-whisper. "I've watchedvideos."

With a sigh, I reached back, ripped the sheet away, and slapped his bare thigh.

Hard.

"Ouch, Posy!"

"Take it like a good boy," I rephrased his words from last night.

"Oh, baby girl, do you know what you're saying?"

I could hear the grin in his voice and felt him growing even harder against my bum.

"Um, not really," I told him, then gave my attention back to Ash. "And just because Wyatt makes jokes doesn't mean he feels any less vulnerable. You should know by now that he uses humor to cover up his deeper feelings."

Ash's big brown eyes stared at me before a small smile twitched the corners of his lips up. Then those lips were on mine, massaging them open for his tongue to raid my mouth and relearn every crevice.

Pulling me away from Wyatt's warm bulk, Ash dragged me under him and kissed his way from my jaw to my breasts, where he stopped and spent several long moments giving each one love and attention. I wriggled under him, clenched my fist in his curls, and moaned as he sucked and nipped his way to my belly button, then further south.

When he opened my thighs and spread my outer folds wide with his thumbs, Wyatt undid my fingers from Ash's hair and pinned my hands over my head. He loomed over me and kissed me senseless while Ash's mouth dove in down below.

A low moan vibrated out of my throat as pleasure burned my insides like fire.

Wyatt's mouth released mine and moved to suck on my mate mark right as Ash's tongue flicked and swirled my nub, and I dug my toes into the bed as I panted and writhed beneath my mates.

"Ash!" I whimpered. "Wyatt!"

Wyatt lowered his head to my breasts, caught a taut nipple between his lips, and gently bit down. At the same time, Ash wrapped his soft lips around my nub and sucked hard.

Come, cutie. Come hard for us.

With a loud moan, I did as Wyatt demanded and fell apart at the seams, my body going as tense as a piano wire.

Still riding the waves of pleasure, I was only half aware of Wyatt releasing my hands and moving aside so Ash could hover over me as he settled his thighs between mine. Then he sank his whole length inside me with one solid stroke, and I grabbed his shoulders with a gasp.

"Did I hurt you, princess?" he whispered. "Please tell me I didn't hurt you. Wyatt, I told you that was a bad idea. Why do I listen—"

"No, Ash." I shook my head. "You didn't hurt me. I'm just sofull. So full ofyou."

A little timidly, I wiggled my hips, wanting him to move, and watched as his eyes rolled back a bit.

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