MoonlightTemptation (10 page)

She slipped each disc through its neat hole, the material
soft and silky against her fingertips. The urge to rip the obviously expensive
shirt made her bite at her top lip to put it out of her mind.

But just having him stand so quiescent before her drove her
a little crazy. Dane would let her do anything to him right now.

He’d—

She gasped as Ryan’s hands slipped beneath the hem of her
shirt and spread across the bare skin of her stomach. Every muscle in her body
tightened and the scent of her own desire spread from between her thighs.

“Don’t stop now, hon.” Ryan’s fingers stroked along the
waistband of her low-rise jeans, dipping below to graze the band of her
underwear. “It’s just getting interesting.”

“Take the shirt off,
kareto
.” Dane’s voice was little
more than a rough growl. “I want your hands on me.”

God, that’s exactly what she wanted. Just as much as she
wanted to feel Ryan’s hands on her naked skin.

Grasping the shirt at Dane’s sides, she pulled it out of the
waistband of his slacks and pushed it off his shoulders. To reveal the white
cotton t-shirt beneath.

So proper, almost Victorian, she thought with a smile. And
the white provided such a contrast to his darker-toned skin.

They stood so close, she only had to lean forward a few
centimeters to be able to rub her cheek against the baby-soft fabric. The shirt
was warm, heated and scented by the proximity to his skin. And the last barrier
to her exploration of him.

She tugged on the shirt and let her gaze drop so she could
watch as his skin was revealed.

The man had a six-pack. When he found time to work out, she
didn’t know. But there wasn’t an ounce of flab on Dane. His abs were rock hard
and finely delineated, a narrow line of dark hair reaching from his bellybutton
to disappear beneath his pants.

She needed him naked. Now.

The compulsion made her shove his shirt up to his neck, her
nails scraping along his skin, making Dane’s breath hiss between his clenched
teeth.

God, the man was beautiful, even more so in the light than
she remembered from the dark last night in the woods. So…touchable.

As Dane grabbed the shirt from behind and pulled it over his
head, she laid her hands flat on his chest, her fingers weaving through the
crisp, dark hair that covered his pecs.

Just as Ryan’s hands popped the button on her jeans and slid
the zipper open.

Her eyes fluttered shut as Ryan pushed the tight denim over
her hips and down her thighs, dragging her underwear with it.

“Don’t let me stop you, baby. Just ignore me.”

Which proved impossible as Ryan lowered himself to his knees
so he could take off her battered black Chucks and strip her jeans and panties,
leaving her naked from the waist down.

A flush heated her face as Ryan’s hands cupped her ass then
petted her from thighs to calves. Lust, hot and pure, made her tremble and
clutch at Dane.

“Open your eyes, Evie,” Dane commanded. “I want to watch you
when you come. And you will, when Ryan puts his mouth on you.”

Her sex contracted, aching to be filled. “Dane.”

“Does it hurt, Evie? Ryan can make you feel better. Just
spread your legs.”

She obeyed without question, though Ryan helped her with his
hands on the inside of her thighs, nudging her open until she felt cooler air
brush against her lower lips.

She shivered, though she wasn’t cold. Far from it.

And when Ryan swiped his fingers through the moisture-laden
folds of her sex, she thought she’d come right then.

As Dane’s gaze held her steady, Ryan’s touch drove her
crazy.

His fingers played between her thighs, tormenting her with
butterfly-light caresses. She wanted… No, she needed more. But she didn’t know
what to say, what to do to make him give her more.

“Dane, please. Ryan…”

Ryan tweaked her clit, the sensation making her cry out as
lightning-hot pleasure barreled through her. He followed it up by spreading her
lower lips and inserting one finger inside.

Just that blunt pressure was enough to make a short, sharp
orgasm skate through her.

“Aw, fuck, Evie.” Ryan stroked her on the inside, working
another finger inside. Stretching her, making her want more than his fingers.
“You’re so tight. You’re going to feel amazing wrapped around my cock.”

Hell, it felt amazing now. She didn’t know if she’d survive
if it felt any better.

“No, don’t think, Evie.” Dane released her shoulders to lift
her shirt over her head. “Just feel.”

She wasn’t wearing a bra. Unfortunately she didn’t need one.
Her breasts barely filled a B-cup but Dane stared at her as if she were a
Victoria’s Secret model.

“You’re beautiful.”

She barely understood what Dane was saying because Ryan’s
fingers were fucking in and out of her in slow motion. She felt every ridge of
his fingers as her sheath contracted around them.

But she heard the rough tone of it and that, combined with
the stimulation of Ryan’s touch, would have made her whimper if her vocal cords
hadn’t frozen.

She could only stare into Dane’s eyes, let him ground her.

Because if she lost complete control…

She couldn’t lose complete control.

Even though these men seemed determined to strip her of it.

Dane cupped her breasts in his hands, completely engulfing
them. He kneaded the mounds, his thumbs and forefingers plucking at her
nipples, making her shiver. His gaze dropped to his hands and she felt the
tension in her muscles intensify. Her breath caught and held in her throat.

One man’s fingers inside her body. Another man’s on her
breasts. She became a complete creature of sensation.

Dane’s skin under her palms was suddenly too great a
temptation and she curled her fingers into him, the tight muscles beneath
flexing and bunching.

As Ryan’s fingers continued to fill her, she leaned in and
placed her mouth on Dane’s chest. She felt his reaction in the jolt of his body
and heard it in the sharp intake of breath.

Her lips parted and she licked the indentation between his
pecs. She swore she tasted his control and his desire on his skin. She wanted
to strip him of it, just as Ryan was stripping hers.

And when she’d conquered Dane, she’d deal with Ryan. Who’d
moved closer to lay opened-mouth kisses against her spine.

Heat, desire, temptation. Her body shook with those emotions
as she gave herself permission to surrender to these two men.

Her moan was barely a whisper of sound but both men must
have heard it. They each paused for a brief second and Evie drew in a deep
breath. Waiting.

Ryan responded first. Withdrawing his fingers from her sex,
and making her gasp at the loss, he stood. And stepped away.

No, that’s not what she wanted. She wanted—

Dane grabbed her chin in one hand and tilted her head back
so he could plunder her mouth and obliterate what little brain function she had
remaining.

His kiss devoured, making absolutely no allowances. His
hands skated over her body as if he wanted to touch her everywhere at once. One
hand on her ass, one on her breast. Both demanding a response, which she gave
willingly.

Behind her, she heard clothes being tossed away, a zipper
releasing and the thump of shoes hitting the floor. Then Ryan put his hands on
her shoulders and pulled her away from Dane and back against his naked body.

His erection, straight and hard, pressed insistently against
her lower back. His mouth settled on the curve of her shoulder and his tongue
wet her skin with teasing strokes.

Dane took a step away, his gaze taking in everything. The
way Ryan’s arms slid around her shoulders, his hands covering her breasts to
play with her nipples.

He had a lighter touch than Dane, his fingers broader. And
still sticky with her juices. Ryan plucked at her nipples before sliding down
her stomach to pet the trimmed hair on her mound.

Dane’s gaze followed Ryan’s hands, watched him use two
fingers to isolate her clit then squeeze.

She cried out, the painful pleasure almost too much to bear.
Her clit throbbed, aching for release but Ryan tormented her without bringing
her to orgasm. Her lungs couldn’t work hard enough, her sheath clenched in
vain, needing to be filled.

She reached behind her to grab Ryan’s hips and urge him
closer, rubbing her ass against him in a way he couldn’t mistake.

She wanted to be fucked. Needed it. But neither man seemed
in much of a hurry to give her what she wanted.

“Easy, baby.” Ryan bit her earlobe, hard enough to sting.
“You don’t want this to be over so fast, do you?”

“I want you to…”

To what? What do you want?

She wanted them to take her.

“What?” Ryan’s voice held a note of command she couldn’t
ignore. “Say it.”

“I want you both to fuck me.”

“Ah, babe.” Ryan’s fingers patted her mound. “All you had to
do was ask.”

In the next second, Ryan swung her into his arms and strode
for the back of the house. Her arms circled around his shoulders automatically
as she looked over his shoulder to Dane.

Following close on Ryan’s heels.

She didn’t have to guess where they were going. Only the
bedrooms lay in this direction.

She’d never been in Dane’s bedroom before but the room Ryan
entered had to be it.

Ryan didn’t stop to turn on a light but Dane did. A warm,
low glow barely lit the room and provided just enough light for her to make out
the dark blue paint on the walls, the crisp white bedding that shone like silk,
and ebony wood furniture.

The bed sat on the far wall, an ocean of white, easily big
enough to accommodate the three of them.

That’s where Ryan took her then tossed her onto it with a
smile.

She gasped and a quick laugh followed as she bounced once.
She didn’t have time to do more though because Dane had walked around to the
other side of the bed and grabbed her shoulders.

The silk comforter allowed her to slide easily across until
she stared up at Dane.

“I want you to suck me. I want to sink my cock in your
throat and have you get me off with your mouth. Tell me no, Evie.”

She blinked. Oh God, she hadn’t thought she could get any
hornier but his blunt words made her body ache to do exactly what he wanted.

So she reached for him, ripping at the button on his pants
and tearing at the zipper to get to the throbbing erection hidden behind the
expensive cloth.

The awkward angle and raging excitement made her hands
fumble but Dane let her do it herself, his mouth a tight, flat line, his dark
eyes narrowed to slits as he watched.

She almost had him bared when Ryan spread her legs and put
his mouth over her sex.

Her cry echoed in the room as streaks of red-hot lust
streaked from her clit to her womb and up her spine.

Ryan didn’t ease her into it and he didn’t pause to let her
catch her breath.

He drove her up high and fast. His hands gripped her ass,
lifting her into his mouth as his tongue worked her clit with devastating
skill. He alternated soothing licks with sharp bites until she wanted to beg
him to do it harder, faster.

Just as she opened her mouth to do it, Dane moved onto the
bed and straddled her shoulders. Positioned as he was, she couldn’t move her
upper body but she could lift her arms to grab hold of his legs.

As he reached for her, she was already lifting her head to
take his cock into her mouth.

Not too thick but certainly not thin. Perfectly proportioned
to his long, lean body. Heated and flushed, he pressed against her lips. She
opened to him, her tongue curling around the tip, licking at the underside.
Taking him in, even as he took what he wanted.

Silky-smooth skin slid against her tongue, filling her mouth
with heat as Ryan blew a cool stream of air against her own burning flesh.

Sinking further into a state of pure sensation, Evie felt
her inhibitions release their hold on her. Freeing her.

God, she wanted to come.

“
Kareto
, your mouth…
Ti desidero
.”

Dane’s voice made her mouth tighten around him, made her
suck him harder. Dane controlled the motion of her head but she used every
sexual instinct in her to drive him just as crazy as Ryan’s mouth was driving
her.

Though there were two men on this bed, she didn’t feel
overwhelmed or outnumbered.

She felt…consumed. And she loved it.

So when Ryan released her abruptly, she moaned her
disappointment around Dane’s cock.

And when Dane pulled away, she actually cried out, her eyes
flying open to stare into his.

“Say no now,
kareto
.”

His eyes darkened, steadied. She knew if she told them to
stop, they’d pull away. And leave her on the brink of the most amazing
experience she’d ever had.

She shook her head. “Don’t stop. I want this. I want you.
Both of you. If you stop now, I will never forgive you.”

Out of her sight, she heard Ryan’s rough laugh as Dane swung
his leg over her and freed her upper body. As she rose to her elbows to
protest, Ryan came up over her, trapping her between his arms and legs and
bending his head to kiss her.

Barely able to breathe, she sucked in air through her nose,
Ryan’s scent fueling her lust in a different way than Dane’s.

Ryan kissed her with no less intensity but without the edge
of desperation she’d tasted in Dane. Ryan’s lips parted hers but where Dane
devoured, Ryan coaxed. He played and teased until she felt like a boneless ball
of liquid heat.

Just as she was about to lift her heavy arms to wrap around
Ryan’s shoulders, he pulled away, a grin on those gorgeous lips.

“Hang tight, sweetheart. We’re just getting started.”

He rose to his knees, winked at her, then grabbed her hips
and flipped her onto her stomach. She had a brief second to laugh before he
pulled her to her knees, spread her legs with his and filled her in one thrust.