Briar tilted his head. “Hot and bothered is a good thing, I hope?”
I answered Briar by tugging him closer and crushing our mouths together. He smiled against my lips. After breaking the kiss, I laid my head on his shoulder
“Come with me, wolf,” Maddox said as he rose from the floor.
Lake’s guard went up. “Where are we going?”
“To the kitchen for a snack and then outside. It’s a nice night, and I could use the fresh air.”
“You’re more than capable of doing that without me,” Lake responded.
“And yet, I’m asking you to join me anyway. Stop being stubborn and just do it.” Maddox lowered his gaze to me, and I saw the tenderness in his eyes. “The two of you should go upstairs.”
“Why? What’s up there?” I asked, instantly suspicious. “Is it Herbert?”
Briar choked on a laugh. “Herbert is Thane’s beetle,” he then told a confused Maddox. “Evan met him earlier today.”
“He ate one of my muffins,” I said. “Well, a crumb.”
“Herbert ate a muffin?” Maddox asked. “It seems I have yet another rival that must be defeated.”
“The beetle would win in that fight, I believe,” Lake said, the corner of his mouth lifting.
Oh my god.Lake was joining in on their banter.
“You’re crying again,” Maddox told me.
“No, I’m not!” I wiped at my eyes. “It’s leftover tears from earlier.”
He arched a brow. “Liars don’t get orgasms.”
“I’ll be the judge of that.” Briar got to his feet and offered me his hand, pulling me off the love seat. His lips brushed my temple before trailing to my ear. “Will you join me upstairs? Just the two of us?”
Being kind of oblivious, it took me a moment to realize what was going on. Last night, Maddox and I had made love in the bathtub. And the first time I’d had sex with Lake, it had been only me and him. Briar was the only one I hadn’t shared a private moment with in that way.
“Yeah,” I answered, butterflies fluttering in my belly. “I’d love to.”
I caressed Maddox’s bicep and then squeezed Lake’s hand. The two of them veered toward the kitchen as Briar led me from the parlor and toward the stairs.
During threesomes, Briar liked to watch Maddox fuck me. He enjoyed touching me too, but would he enjoy sex as much with only the two of us? I hoped so.
Turned out, I’d had nothing to worry about.
Briar’s lips crashed to mine as we entered the bedroom, and he undid the buttons on my shirt with skilled fingers. The backs of my knees bumped the bed, and he guided me backward, kissing down my neck and to my belly button, where he dipped his tongue inside and softly blew against it, creating delicious tingles all over my body.
The fingers that gripped my cock, stroking me up and down, had flipped through countless books to further his research. He used his hands to brew elixirs and tonics that healed people. He used them to stitch together wounds and perform surgeries. He’d done so much good in the world, using his hands to save lives.
And now, he used them to make me soar.
The foreplay was slow and gentle. Unrushed. We took turns sucking and stroking each other before the need to be closer overpowered us both. Briar sat against the headboard as I straddled his lap and sank down on his cock. Warmth emitted from his palms as he placed them on my backside, soothing the initial ache with his magic, taking away the sting.
Without that discomfort, pleasure consumed me. I rode him like we had all the time in the world, reveling in every ridge in his hard cock as he filled me.
“That’s it, love.” Briar enclosed me in his arms and lowered his face to my shoulder. “Take what you want. Everything I have is yours.”
I came down on him faster, our groans and the slick sound of our sweat damp bodies slapping together filling the room. Sparks of pleasure shot through me as he pumped his hips up at the perfect angle and locked them in place, bumping my prostate over and over.
My orgasm slammed into me with little warning, and my voice broke on a cry, the release so fucking intense it felt like I’d blown apart and was slowly being sewn back together.
