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She nodded slowly, her head movement exaggerated. “Yes. God, yes.”
I snagged her head, yanking it back brutally and crushing my lips over hers once again. One taste was never enough.
She kissed me back, harder than before. This time, she was the one driving her tongue inside.
When she uttered a soft whine, a moan much darker than before, completely animalistic much like every sound I’d ever made, I lost it.
Fully and completely.
I became the savage I was born to be.
CHAPTER 23
Lauren
The only concept of foreplay was kissing each man. Each savage beast.
I should say being allowed to kiss them.
I’d felt their intense hunger from across the room.
The explosive heat that had continued to build.
The scent of testosterone was so strong I could taste it on my tongue.
I’d be lying to myself if I whispered even in my mind that I hadn’t been thinking about the same thing for two full hours. Thor had almost lost his life in a vicious battle and my mind had been driven to longing for all of them to fuck me.
Like some wild animal would do.
Now my fingertips were seared from touching their skin, clawing at their chests and arms, marking them.
As mine.
My lovers.
My mates.
I could not believe I was in such a frenzied state, my breathing completely ragged. I was spun around again, this time uncertain whose tongue was in my mouth or whose hands were squeezing my bottom.
When a hard crack of one of their palms smashed against my backside, I yelped. The moan was captured by powerful lips, a tongue sweeping inside.
Speckles of light powered in my periphery of vision, spots so colorful I was temporarily blinded.
Fingers were teasing my wetness, touching my clit, pinching the tender tissue until my body shuddered from sweet pain. I was so wet, so hot I could barely breathe.
All three were claiming me with a dominance that made my heart flutter and my knees weak. I was certain if they weren’t surrounding me, crushing their bodies against mine, I would fall to the floor.
They were exposing their true selves, completely savage and relentless in their actions.
Suddenly, I was pushed away, lifted into the air. There was no question about their intentions. They would fuck me over and over again while the storm raged on.
I couldn’t care less if my assistants witnessed our carnal needs being satisfied.
There was no embarrassment.
There was no longing to resist.
At this moment, I was as primal as they were, able to toss aside any concept of inhibitions.
