His flush told her all she needed to know. “For a moment, I thought you were teasing me, like Nikki used to.”
Dex turned on his brother, his face going mulish and stubborn. “Asshole, she’s nothing like Nikki.”
“I know. And I figured out quickly that something was wrong.” But Gavin still hadn’t held her since that moment when she’d run into his arms. After that, he’d picked up her robe and covered her, his touch almost impersonal. He’d found her skirt and blouse, but he hadn’t offered to dress her. Nor had Dex. They were both so polite and distant.
She needed to feel alive—and loved. But Dex merely leaned back against the wall, watching her, his eyes hooded with anxiety. Gavin held back, his face concerned, but he made no move toward her.
Slade smoothed back her hair and tilted her chin up to him. “I see that you need something, baby. Tell me what.”
Hannah didn’t hesitate. “All of you. Together with me.”
She needed to lose herself in the pleasure they gave. She needed them surrounding her.
“Hannah, you’ve been through a lot.” Gavin said one thing, but his eyes said another. They were eating her up, and her sex clenched at his hungry expression. So why wasn’t he moving toward her?
“You should rest,” Dex insisted softly, but he refused to look at her. “I can sleep in one of the other bedrooms. You need your rest tonight.”
“I’ll do the same,” Gavin offered, the desire on his face dissipating. “And there’s another room for Slade. I’ll have it made up, too.”
Slade’s arms tightened around her. “I’m staying with Hannah.” He was the only one? The others didn’t want her anymore? Her first instinct was to cry, but anger rose faster.
Before she could confront them, Slade stepped in. “You’d better explain yourselves, brothers.
Or she might start throwing things again.”
“Never mind.” Hannah couldn’t believe they were done with her. But if Dex and Gavin didn’t want her, then she would take Slade and pour all her love into him. “We’ll be fine on our own. They can sleep wherever they want. But they should go now because I’m going to kiss you, Slade James. I want you.”
A long, slow smile crossed his ridiculously handsome face. “I want you, too, baby. You wanna play?”
That sounded wonderful and mind-consuming. “Please.”
“You want to play now?” Dex stared at her in disbelief.
“You heard the lady. Find your position, Hannah,” Slade murmured. “And stop topping from the bottom.”
Hannah fell to her knees. “I don’t know what that means.”
A low chuckle rumbled from Slade’s chest as he touched her head. “It means you’re trying to manipulate me to get what you want.”
Hannah shrugged. She wasn’t going to stop doing that. Slade would have to get used to that bottom topping thing.
“It makes you a bratty little sub,” Dex said, his voice taking on the low growl that made Hannah’s heart race. When he finally looked her way, his stare was hot and dark with the threat of sin.
“We agreed to give her time,” Gavin said. But he was pushing away from the wall, closer, stalking her.
“Time to what?” Hannah shivered as they closed in.
They all could have died today. She didn’t want to waste time. She just wanted to feel them.
Slade’s hand tangled in her hair. The little bite of pain made her moan. “Are we playing?” Hannah knew where he was going with this. “Yes, Sir.”
“Then obey me. Your Masters need to talk. No interrupting.” He smiled. “Listen for a bit.
You might learn something.”
Maybe…but she’d probably have trouble keeping quiet. Even so, Hannah was done questioning whether she was capable of this relationship or good enough for them. She was exactly what these three men needed.
And she needed them. She needed the deep understanding and soul connection she’d found with Slade. She craved Dex’s crazy alpha male dominance. And she wanted Gavin’s duality. He was all smooth operator on the surface, but underneath he needed her more than the other two.