Quarantine (12 page)

“As I should,” I whispered.

Without warning, he put his hands on my hips and lifted me to sit on the counter. I set down my bottle and ran my fingers through his hair, tilting his face up to kiss me. He pulled away and licked his lips.

“You taste like him, too,” he growled. “Did he come inside you?”

“He always comes inside me,” I said, my heart pounding at the realization of what was about to happen.

Nate’s hand slid between my legs, one finger pushing my panties aside as another dipped into my pussy. He pulled his hand back and sucked the wet digit between his lips. His gaze never left mine as he went back to do it again.

“Let me?” Nate asked softly.

I looked over at Dean who nodded, his cock already growing hard again, outlined against his jeans. Dropping my gaze back to Nate, I shook my head in agreement.

He dropped to his knees in front of me, his face between my thighs. His hand pushed my panties aside then his tongue dipped tentatively inside my pussy. Even more than the feeling of him touching and kissing my already sensitive skin, the thought that he was tasting me and Dean together turned me on like crazy.

As Nate lapped at my cunt, I watched over his head as Jasen dropped to his knees in front of Dean.

“You don’t have to do this,” Dean said, gazing down at Jasen and shaking his head.

“Who says I don’t want to?” Jasen asked. His back was to me so I couldn’t see his face, but I heard the smile in his voice. “I’ll take any excuse to get that cock inside me.”

Dean shrugged and winked at me.

“Hey!” Nate’s voice made me look down at him. “Are you not enjoying yourself here?”

“Sorry,” I said as I ran my fingers through his hair. “I didn’t mean to ignore you.”

“I guess I’m just not trying hard enough,” he replied then dropped his mouth back onto me. His tongue pressed firm, fast circles around my clit while he shoved his fingers deep inside me. My eyelids fluttered closed for a moment then flew back open in pleasure when his fingers crooked and his knuckle found that button deep inside my channel.

My head flew back, slamming into the cupboards behind me, but I didn’t care. His mouth and his fingers were working my muscles into little frenzied balls of energy just waiting to be released.

A low guttural groan made me glance over at Dean and Jasen. The sight of the blond on his knees with his lips wrapped around my mate’s thick cock pushed me over the edge, and I screamed as the world around me shattered into pieces. I continued screaming as Nate rubbed, pressed and pumped his fingers over that hard button inside of me and his mouth sucked furiously at my clit. Wave after wave of release washed over me, my nails scratching at every inch of Nate’s body I could reach.

I heard Dean cry out and wanted to look at him, wanted to see him come in Jasen’s mouth, but my eyes wouldn’t cooperate. They were firmly squeezed shut. Nothing on my body wanting to do anything for me but twitch and contract almost to the point of pain.

Nate stood up, his arms out to catch me as if he knew I were about to fall forward into him. Luckily, he was ready and caught me, helping me to my feet then over to a chair where my legs continued to quake slightly.

Jasen and Nate hadn’t been coming over much in the previous weeks, and I’d feared that things were going to get weird between all of us. But as we all mingled in the kitchen everything seemed as it had in the bar.

I excused myself to get dressed, and Dean followed me down the hall. We went into the bedroom, and he shut the door, leaning against it while I pulled on a pair of jeans.

“Are you all right?” he asked.

“Yeah, I’m fine.” I smiled up at him. “Are you?”

“Of course.” He shrugged then returned the grin. “I was worried that now that you and I have been…well,
you and me
for a few weeks you wouldn’t still want to include the guys on occasion.”

“Oh!” My cheeks burned scarlet. “I…well, I mean, as long as it’s all right with you, I’d like to involve them once in a while.”

I think it would have been strange to never be touched by Jasen and Nate again. Dean was my mate, and I loved him very much, but I wanted us all to keep the relationship that had bonded us in the first place. There was no way I could ever look at those men and not think about their hands on me.

Dean’s shoulders seemed to sag as a relieved look washed over his face. I stepped into his arms, squeezing his middle as he laid a kiss on top of my head.

“Hey, assholes!” Jasen called from the living room. “
Jeopardy’s
on. Get out here and play with us.”

“Should we tell them if we’ve already seen the episode this time?” I whispered to Dean.

“No fucking way,” he said with a wink. “I like it when Jasen gets all pissed off. We’re weeks away from the full moon so he can sputter and bitch all he likes right now. Let’s go see what we can get out of them this time.”

He kissed me again, his large, strong hand cupping the back of my head, holding me still as his tongue traced along mine. Running my hands up his broad back, I let myself relax into him. This was really my life now. I wasn’t going to lose these men the way I’d lost so much before. They would love me and take care of me and let me do the same for them. I had partners now, in a way that I never had before. It was an amazing feeling.

“Come the fuck on!” Nate yelled.

I kissed Dean quickly one more time then shrugged. “Let’s go kick their asses.”

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