Page 8 of Room Seven

Suddenly we are moving beneath the slow, swaying branches. The willow’s soft touch over my aroused body reminds me of a woman’s innocence being kissed away by guardian angels before she commits her darkest of sins.

Possessive hands come to rest on my hips as Mirsha places me in front of Viper. “Go to them. I’ll be right here. Let me see you with your godfathers.”

Fear, excitement, and fiery lust merge inside me.

I turn to find two sets of piercing eyes honed in on me. “Come here, baby.” Viper’s fingers twine through mine and he guides me to stand between his thighs. He reclines in a way that gives me full access to every inch of his massive, well-defined body. I’ve caught glimpses of him without a shirt and holy hell, the amount of muscles this man has is orgasmic.

Trust me. He’s all alpha.

Strong arms come around my waist and the world fades. The hanging branches of the willow serve as a shield, holding the outside world at bay. I feed one button after another through the holes before slowly peeling back the sides until I have his warm chest revealed to me.

He’s magnificent. Hints of the black lines making up his namesake coils over his defined pecs and around his neck only to disappear beneath his shirt.

I lean forward and repeat the same thing I did to Mirsha. The second my teeth scrape over the flat disk of his nipple, his hands find the back of my head and I am held in place. Viper’s cock pulses between us and I don’t want to wait another second to have the weight of his length in my hand.

“I need you,” I admit with a breath of embarrassment, but it’s the truth. I turn to Luther and then Mirsha, who both are watching me with their best friend. “All of you.” I confess to all three while surrounded by their intense heat.

“And we need you.”

My eyes shutter closed at hearing those four precious words from Luther’s. “I hoped. I prayed. But I couldn’t be sure until this moment.”

Luther brushes my hair away to reveal my neck and shoulder. Standing this close, our body heat fuses. And then, with no escape even if I wanted a way out, my heart racing and my life in their hands, hot lips crush over mine. I am suddenly lost in the taste of my third godfather. I tumble into his hold and fall with my eyes closed. He’s rough at first and then turns gentle, unlike the man I know him to be.

When he breaks away, his startling blue eyes lock on me and I can’t sever the hypnotic trance he holds over me.

His fingers bury into my long hair and I’m held in place as he drinks in his share of me. My lips part and he doesn’t wait for an invitation to take what he wants. His strong fingers fist tighter. Pleasure and pain spike through my blood. I moan, whimper, and can’t seem to reel in my thundering heart.

One of the other two growls with what I guess is impatience, but it’s not enough to turn me away from Luther. Light hair falls over his forehead and the top button of his dress shirt reveals a hint of tanned skin. “Let me see more of you. Please.” My gaze finds his and his full lips move into a warm smile.

“Shh, sweetness.”

With a finger beneath my chin, he turns my attention back to Viper with Mirsha looking on. “My friend is hungry and we all know he’s the least patient one of us.”

Luther is right. Viper doesn’t enjoy waiting.

His brows shoot high with mock surprise, and then his face turns dark with hunger. “With no apologies,” Viper confirms with an arrogant growl, and my world narrows down to only him for just a moment. He’s so breathtakingly handsome it hurts. Golden eyes, smooth tan skin from his Latin heritage and miles of defined muscle. His impressive height has him towering over me in a way that makes me feel petite in his arms. My palms connect with his chest and he must sense the urgency coiling inside me, because he pulls me deeper into his hold.

“Come here, baby. I’m right here.” My body connects with his from knees to nipples. “I’ve always been right here.”

He has. Every cell in my body tingles with awareness.

Mirsha settles a hand on my lower back, but it is Luther urging me to go further. “Touch him, sweetness. Show him what you want.”

My brows arch with panic. What I want? I have no idea how to take what I want. I didn’t get past the planning of getting here.

I can’t seem to breathe again and I have to force my lungs to relax before I pass out.

Urgency to feel skin on skin causes my hands to shake as I reach for Viper’s belt. But uncertainty has my hand pausing over his buckle.

“I’m sorry. How does all this work? I know what I want, but this is all so new. Going from protectors to lovers puts a whole new twist on the definition of being my godfathers.”

Understatement of the fucking year.

I look between all three, but it’s Viper who cups my face and offers, “This works however you want it to work. Take what you need, baby. You never have to ask or be ashamed. Not when you are with us.”

Viper pulls his belt free and peels back the sides of his tuxedo pants to reveal himself to me.

Shock has me drawing in a harsh breath. I knew he would be big. The kiss we shared two years ago hadn’t been chaste. He held me against the wall and showed me how a man kisses a woman. He hadn’t been unaffected any less that night than he is now.

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