watching me. How much had he been awake for?
Excitement threaded through my veins at the idea he’d watched us. It collided with the relief that he hadn’t just rolled out of the bed and left us. His gaze shifted, and I knew he and Archie had locked gazes. Some wordless communication passed because Archie eased me upward as he slipped free, and we both hissed at the loss of connection. He pressed a kiss to my throat, a scrape of his teeth, and then another kiss to my jaw, and when I turned to him, he brushed my lips.
“I’m going to shower and get the coffee started,” he murmured. “Good morning.”
Then he smoothed a hand over my ass and rolled us until I was on my side with my back to Ian. When Archie slid out of the bed, he’d already adjusted his boxers. Another kiss to his fingertips before he brushed it over my lower lip wordlessly.
Then he was striding out of the room.
Before the door even fully latched, Ian’s breath whispered over my shoulder and his arms came around me to drag me back to him. The sucking kiss was going to bruise on my throat, and I didn’t give a damn. Still shaking from orgasm, I just gripped his hands where they spread over my chest. He flicked my nipples, then rolled them as he kissed his way to my ear.
“Don’t even think about moving,” he said in this low, dark tone that had me shivering all over again.
We were okay.
I closed my eyes at the flood of relief and desire pooling together. A sharp slap against my ass had my eyes snapping open again, and I found him staring down at me. “You going to be a good girl for me?”
“I’ll be anything you want,” I answered honestly. The fact that he was here and wanted to be here where I wanted him? Not a hardship to offer at all. A slow smile curved his lips, but his eyes were all heat, want, and demand. He massaged my ass, easing the sting before he delivered another slap, jolting me with a fresh wave of lust.
“Anything?” Was he teasing right now, or did he really want to know?
Maybe I had lost my mind, or maybe these guys just melted my brain. “Anything,” I said. After all, he’d said he was willing to try, and he’d just watched Archie get me off and the evidence of that was still damp on my thighs and leaking out of me.
The one drawback to no condoms, and at the same time, I couldn’t complain about that fact.
“Angel?”
Oh, right. I needed to answer. I grinned up at him. “Anything,” I promised. “As long as it doesn’t hurt them.”
He nodded once and then nuzzled the corner of my mouth. “But this is all right?” The weight of his hand on my ass vanished for a split-second before another sharp crack of it landed, and everything in me went liquid.
“Fuck,” I exhaled the word against his lips. “Yes. That’s all right.”
I swore his eyes brightened before they darkened with a promise of all the things he wanted to do, and a shiver stole through me. I couldn’t wait to discover what all those things were. He massaged the heat out from where he’d slapped me, and one ass cheek definitely felt like it was glowing from the sharpness of those stings. The warmth stole through me and kept me liquid as he slid away from me.
My protest died on my lips as he circled the bed and shed his own boxers. The tight ripple of muscle across his ass as he strode into the bathroom had me panting. For the few seconds he was out of sight, I tried to pull myself together. I’d literally just had back-to-back orgasms, I shouldn’t be this wound up, and then Ian strolled back out of the bathroom.
The thickness of his erection pulled my gaze. The tip was red and swollen, as was the underside. It looked almost painful. Everything about Ian was gorgeous, and it was hard to put into words sometimes, especially when he walked across my room like he owned it. He paused at the door to the bedroom, and the soft snick of the lock had me partially rolling over to track him.
Then he was back at the bed, and I rolled onto my back as he gripped my panties and tugged them off. It was a little embarrassing how messy I was, but