Page 58 of Sent To A Fantasy World and Now All the Men Want Me 4

“Shit.” The stimulation was out of this world: the heightening pleasure and tickle of breath on my skin. I rocked into Lake’s palm and slid my hand over the swell in the front of his pants. “You can take these off if you want.”

Lake smiled, revealing sparkly white canines. “No. This moment is about you.” He stroked me from root to tip. “Your moans are all I need.”

“Harder, Maddox,” Briar moaned. “Take him harder.”

“Who’s giving who orders now?” Maddox grunted.

Briar smiled before groaning deep. As they fucked me, their cocks slid together, adding to their own stimulation. Connecting them too. Lake followed their movements, stroking me to match their rhythm.

High from lust and the building anticipation of one hell of an orgasm, my gaze found Rowan. He sat in the chair beside the fire, topaz eyes pinned to me as he drank from his flask.

As I’d suspected, he hadn’t been ready to be that vulnerable around Maddox and Briar. He had kissed and groped me a little before getting out of bed, grabbing his rum, and sitting by the fire to watch us.

Right then, I wanted him so much it hurt. Wanted his hands and lips on me. Wanted to make him fly like he always did for me.

“Ro,” I rasped. A plea.

He paused mid-sip and lowered the flask. The glow of the flames flickered across his face, golden light meeting shadow. “Tell me what you want, little treasure.”

“You.” I tipped my head to nuzzle Maddox and rubbed Briar’s chest, reaching for Lake with my other hand. “All of you.”

“Will you refuse him, thief?” Maddox asked.

“Depends.” Rowan sat forward in the chair. “Will you remove my head if I accept?”

“I’ll remove it if you don’t.” Maddox pressed the softest of kisses into my hair. “Our male needs us.”

Our male.Those two words brought a lump to my throat.

“Unless you’re uncomfortable,” I said. It had taken Lake a while to reach that level of comfort with them, and Rowan was just as untrusting as he’d once been.

Rowan rose from the chair, his auburn hair falling freely and brushing his chest. “I’m a man who takes what I want, remember?”

“Do you want me?” I asked, breathless.

“I always want you.” He tugged off his tunic and tossed it to the floor. His pants rode low on his hips, revealing a set of mouthwatering V-lines. “Today. Tomorrow. Every goddamn day until I take my last breath.”

Emotion lodged in my chest. That’s how I felt about them. Living a single day without them was unthinkable.

Naked, he got on the bed opposite from Lake. The firelight kissed his bronze skin to perfection, highlighting all the dips of lean muscle.

“Hi,” I said, my blood sparking from the intensity in his eyes.

Rowan always had something to say. Usually, that something was packed full of sarcasm. But he didn’t say a word as he crawled closer and grabbed me by the nape, yanking my face to his.

Our lips met roughly. He wasn’t normally a gentle lover. He preferred it hard and fast, with as little intimacy as possible. But that, too, had begun to change over the weeks. The kiss softened before he pushed his tongue into my mouth. I welcomed it with a small groan and slid my fingers through his long hair.

My core heated. Quaked. I finally had all of them with me. Their scents mingled, and it was like instruments in an orchestra, each one so different but working in perfect harmony once they all came together.

Briar rocked his hips up, and his cock nudged that special place inside of me. A place Maddox brushed against right after as they found their rhythm again. Lake licked down my sternum and took my nipple into his mouth, swirling his tongue in a way that had my head spinning. Rowan found my pulse point and sucked hard, sliding his hand down my ribs.

It wasn’t enough. I needed more.

More kisses. More touches. More of the amazing way they made me feel.

I palmed Rowan’s cock, and he sucked harder on my neck. Hard enough to make me whimper. Vibrations tickled my skin as he echoed the sound. Wanting to hear it again, I focused my attention on his tip, swiping my thumb through the bead of pre-cum and smoothing it around his slit.

He groaned and buried his face into my neck. “I think you have magic in you after all, little treasure. Look at what you’ve done to me with just one touch.”