broke into a laugh. “My gods, you guys are precious. I’m the one lost here. Yet I sure as shit know what you’re supposed to do with a woman who shows up naked and tells you she wants you.”
5
Ksenia
There was a clang and a curse in the kitchen, but by the time Ksenia glanced at Gunther, he was rounding the counter. He hauled her into his arms a second later, taking her breath away with a kiss that put her memory of Teague’s to shame.
She’d worried that they’d just leave her standing there naked and growing colder by the second, but the moment he curled his big arms around her body, the heat returned. His beard tickled her chin as he swept his tongue between her lips, and she opened to him eagerly, sliding her arms around his neck and moaning when his big hands coasted down her back and gripped her ass.
She had no idea how mating three men would work, nor how they’d seal the deal if they weren’t all dragons. She just needed desperately to scratch this itch once and for all so she could clear her head and get on with the training part of her adventure.
Bears—that’s what they are. Jacob had said it after Teague kissed her. So if she remembered her lore lessons correctly, that meant they all had to claw her somewhere on her body.
But sweet fuck, what she wanted right now was exactly what Gunther was doing. He’d released her mouth and was now grazing his lips over her jaw and down her neck, his bristled chin tickling her sensitive skin along the way. He bent lower, raising both hands to cup her breasts, lifting them to his mouth where he teased his tongue and lips across her nipples one by one.
She combed her fingers through his hair and held on, moaning and tilting her head back with the pleasure. Teague and Jacob both stood utterly stunned, so she decided to give them a little nudge.
“Guys,” she breathed. “Get the fuck over here.”
Teague took a step, but Jacob grabbed him with a slight shake of his head. She thought Teague might spin and punch his friend.
“We need to do this right,” Jacob said. “Give me a hand.”
He moved to the long dining table a few paces away, and with one sweep of his arm, cleared it entirely of the dishes that had been set on one end of its smooth wooden surface. They crashed and clattered to the floor in a cacophony of breaking pottery. All that remained was one lit candelabra at the opposite end.
“Gun,” Jacob called, “bring her here. I want to worship her like the goddess she is.”
Gunther didn’t miss a beat. He released her nipple from his mouth and scooped her easily into his arms, planting a kiss on her mouth again as he delivered her to Jacob. He set her on the edge of the table and stood back while Jacob moved in.
His smooth cheeks were flushed and his brown eyes filled with an even deeper, smoldering intensity. He cupped her jaw with both hands and pressed his mouth to hers in a slow, deliberately sensual kiss, ending it with a reluctant groan.
“Gods, you are perfect. Where the hell have you been all our lives? Four years we waited for Wilder to find you. Please tell me you mean this. It’s only been a few hours. We can wait, but if you want it now, I need to hear you say it.”
Inside her, Ksenia’s dragon roared its enthusiasm. She’d never been so attuned with the beast. She smiled up at Jacob and tangled her fingers into his short brown hair. “I want you now. No sense waiting if we know it’s meant to be, is there? Holding back won’t change things.”
The other two closed the distance then, and to her surprise they both went to work pulling Jacob’s clothes off. His attention remained fixed on her while Gunther peeled his shirt off over his head and Teague unfastened his pants and pulled them down, then stood and grasped Jacob’s stiff cock, giving it a slow stroke. Her heartbeat sped up at the attentive way the other two touched Jacob’s body. When Gunther gave a subtle nudge to Jacob’s chin with one finger, Jacob finally tore his eyes away from her to kiss the other man.
Then Teague took a turn kissing Jacob, while Gunther dipped his head to her, capturing her mouth in another hungry tangle of lips