Page 115 of First Offense

Novak’s arm slid around my waist, holding me upright as his other hand remained on my jaw, his mouth devouring mine. Then Auric moved away, making me whimper at the loss of his warmth. Only for Novak to guide me forward on my knees, straddling Auric’s prone form.

Heavenly gates,I thought, my mind short-circuiting beneath the hunger mounting between us.

“He’s ready,” Novak whispered in my ear as he carefully tilted my face toward Auric. “Wrap your hand around his base and take him inside you.”

Electricity zipped up my spine, my body convulsing both from his words and the sight of Auric sprawled out before me. His blue eyes practically glowed in the moonlight streaming in through the window, a beacon daring me to inch forward and accept Novak’s demand.

All those muscles flexed as Auric shifted, his cock hard and proud andmine.

I stared at him, trying to decide if this was all still a dream or reality.

If I woke up tomorrow and found out this was all just a fantasy, I’d die. Because I couldn’t imagine a life without this, without him, withoutthem.

I had no idea who I was anymore. No clue how I’d found myself here, in this situation, trapped between two desirable men. But I thanked the fates for granting me their favor.

My palm went to Auric’s abdomen, my legs straddling his thighs. Then I inched higher until my heat engulfed his hard length.

I shuddered, the perfection of that intimate kiss enough to almost throw me into another climax.Almost. I needed him inside me. To feel him. To ride him. To indulge our baser instincts and to make him mine.

I allowed him to see my intentions in my eyes.

He responded with a dare in his own.

This was my decision. My choice. My desire. He wouldn’t force me. Instead, he would watch… and wait… and allow me to make that final move.

I lifted up just enough to reach between us, then I angled him upward and sank down on him without preamble, without drawing it out, and without any hesitation. His chest rumbled in approval as he sat up enough to wrap his palm around the back of my neck and pull me down to him.

His kiss invigorated me, forcing my hips into action as I accepted our mating with an eagerness unlike any I’d ever experienced.

No paramour could teach me this.

It was all instinctual. All natural. Allus.

I rode him hard. I clawed at his chest. I screamed his name. And then I groaned as Novak fisted my strands and pulled me back to kiss him while I kept pace with Auric inside me. The latter cupped my breasts while the former held my hips, forcing me to take more.

Harder.

Faster.

Harsher.

It was hungry, intense, insanity.

Novak’s hand slid to my lower belly, his thumb finding my clit and tipping me over into a cataclysmic orgasm that stole my ability to think and breathe.

Auric cursed, his body tensing beneath me as I forced him to follow me into an extraordinary oblivion. Novak released me, guiding me down to kiss Auric once more, our bond snapping into place and securing us together for eternity.

A beautiful union.

Fate bridging our souls.

Intensely exquisite pleasure.

“Auric,” I breathed, my lips a caress against his, memorizing every aspect of the moment, cherishing the gift of his protection and devotion.

He kissed me soundly, returning the feelings with his tongue as he gently thrust in and out of me, prolonging our experience and reveling in our joining. Then his hands went to my hips, pulling me off him and angling me in offering to the male behind me.

He didn’t intend—