I moaned as his tongue sought entrance, sliding like silk across my own. His flavor was dark and rich, and I wanted more, but the grip he had on my head told me he was in complete control. Pulling back, he held my head still as he lightly rubbed his lips back and forth across mine, teasing me, before he pulled me back down to deepen the kiss once more. I felt like he was branding me with each suck on my bottom lip, each swipe of his tongue, and each silent command he made as he led me through our first kiss, and I loved it.
“Uh,” Killian’s little grunt as he thrust himself against my ass again had me dragging my head away from Damien and gasping for air. That one little sound went straight to my clit, and I rocked quickly between my two men, enjoying the weight of three more sets of eyes on us as I worked my body. Knowing Hiro, Ryder, and Theo were watching—hopefully turned on from this little show—only fueled my passion. This was the best sex I had ever had, and no one was even inside of me yet.
That thought must have made its way through all of the guys because Ryder laughed out loud.
“I think it’s time we take our girl home.” My gaze swung to Hiro as he spoke. He was going to end my fun? I pouted a little—on a complete high thanks to the buzz of alcohol and the intoxication of pleasure.
“Don’t worry, sweetheart,” Damien drawled, his eyes heavy and molten hot. “We’re not nearly done with you yet.”
Killian groaned his agreement. As my feet touched the ground, Ryder strode up to me, waggled his eyebrows—as he always did when he was up to mischief—and swept me up in his arms in a fireman's carry.
Squealing, I tried to cover my ass, which I was sure had been on display thanks to the flare of the short skirt, giving everyone a good view of the curve of my ass covered in red.
“Don’t worry, babe. That view is only for us.” He playfully smacked my ass, and the small sting quickly morphed to pleasure. I groaned.
“She likes it.” Hiro’s eyes were on fire as I lifted my head to see him from my upside down position. “That opens up so many possibilities.” His words were full of desire and promise, and I knew I wanted to find out what dirty images were running through his mind. Maybe not tonight, but someday.
Theo closed his eyes tightly. “Home. Now.” My fearless leader didn’t sound so in control at the moment, and I giggled, feeling powerful and wanton.
“Yes, take me home boys, and show me who I belong to.” After this night, filled with powerful forces trying to keep us apart, I wanted to show them that I only had eyes for them. I knew we needed time to develop our relationships naturally, but we were shifters, and I was learning that things worked differently in this new world. I was trying to embrace this side of myself I never knew I’d had, and I was more than ready—and very willing—to stake my claim on my men, because I’d be damned if I lost them after having finally found them.
Thirty-One
Nix
“Ours,” Killian growled as he carried me through the doorway. “Don’t you ever doubt that.” I’d never been happier to be home, alone with my men. My men. My body was thrumming, ramped up by my claim of them.
Damien was all too happy to project the thoughts loudly to the others and growls, groans, and curses echoed around me as they soaked up my declaration.
Stepping through the door, Killian made it as far as the living room before setting me down and letting the rest of his brothers surrounded me. The buzz I had going provided the courage I needed to relax, and I welcomed them as they pressed into me on all sides. I looked around at the five men standing before me. The heat in their eyes only increased my libido, and I squirmed, legitimately worried about my arousal running down my thighs.
Hiro chuckled. “Looks like our girl is more than a little turned on.” He breathed deeply, taking the scent of me into his lungs. The action was so predatory, so animalistic that I gushed again. “Good girl. That’s it, get nice and wet for us.” Hiro challenged.
Hands found my back, stomach, and shoulders, and I drank in the feel of their hands on my body. Leaning forward, Hiro nipped my earlobe as he whispered. “May we touch you, Nix?”
Swallowing hard, I nodded. I wanted this. I wanted them.
Slowly, torturously, Hiro slid his hand up to palm my breast, and I arched into his touch. As I moved, my ass brushed against the two sexy men at my back, Killian and Theo, and I felt how hard they were. I luxuriated in the knowledge that they were hard for me. How I had been lucky enough to fall in with them I didn’t know; I just knew I was happy Killian had been the one to pick me up from the airport over a month ago. I felt Theo’s hand snake around to the front of my stomach as he pulled me to lean back into his chest. His fingers slid along the sliver of skin showing between my skirt and my top; back and forth. “You smell delicious. I can’t wait to flick that little clit with my tongue before I plunge it into you, making you scream.” Holy fucking hell! I shook from the intensity of my pleasure.
“Have a taste Ryder,” Hiro demanded. “You know you’ve been dying to have those lips on yours.”
I watched as Ryder’s eyes dropped to my lips. His hands were running up and down my arms over my sweater, and I reached out to bring him in closer to me. He was the only one I hadn’t gotten to kiss yet, and I wanted him fiercely.
“Do you hear that Ryder? Fiercely.” Damien joined in the teasing as he ran a hand over my back while he pushed my musings to my Ceraptor.
“Doesn’t she smell fucking amazing?” Killian’s voice was gravel, deep and rough—just the way I fantasized about them taking me. I wasn’t sure it was something I could handle anytime soon, but that was why they called it a fantasy right?
Ryder groaned from the direct connection he had to my mind, and it went right through me. I couldn’t explain the intense desire that gripped me, and somewhere in the back of my head, I knew there must be a reason for my deep seeded need. It felt supernatural, strong and unstoppable, but I was tired of the growing sexual tension. I wanted release. My nipples throbbed with the thought.
“Go on, Ryder. Kiss her.” Theo dipped his fingers under the waistband of my skirt, and I silently begged for them to continue their trek south. Reaching for Ryder’s shirt, I fisted the front and gently pulled him toward me, my nipples grazing his chest through all the layers of clothing. Why were there still so many of them?
His eyes were on my mouth, and he bit his lip. Watching my tongue sneak out to wet my own lips, he swayed toward me. Slipping his hand into mine, he raised it to his mouth, pressing a kiss to my palm, and then my wrist before he froze and cursed.
“What?” Hiro straightened and dropped his hand. My Phoenix cried in protest.
“She’s ovulating, but it feels supercharged somehow. This is the first time I’ve gotten my hands on her skin tonight. Do you smell that?” He looked around at the dazed expressions of his brothers.
Inhaling and scenting the air, each man made deep inarticulate sounds as they picked up on what Ryder was babbling on about. I blinked, trying to make sense of what he was saying while my body burned, aching for their returned attention.
“No wonder, we’re all drunk on her pheromones!” Damien tilted his head to the ceiling, nearly shaking.
Ryder nodded. “It’s one of the reasons she’s so turned on right now. It’s not a normal cycle for her. It’s almost like she’s in… some sort of heat? Something’s going on. First her bad cramps, and now this.”