Wings of the Walker - CoraLee June Page 0,306

settled into the corner, and I broke away from the others to crawl into his lap. Curling up into a ball, I stroked his chest with the tips of my fingers while nuzzling closer. “This might be hell, but I’m damn happy we’re all finally together again,” he murmured before gently lifting my chin and placing a kiss on my closed mouth.

I didn’t immediately respond, feeling self-conscious in front of them all. We’d danced this line enough times that it wasn’t awkward, but I’d only had sex with Maverick and Huxley—though I planned to rectify that soon.

Maverick ignored my awkwardness and threaded his fingers through my hair, pulling just enough to make me gasp. He took advantage of my parted lips and trailed his tongue along mine, earning more moans from me.

“Fuck,” Cyler growled as something was tossed across the room. I broke the kiss to see what it was then smiled when I saw it was Jacob’s mindspeak. He didn’t want me to hear what he was thinking, but based on the show Maverick and I were putting on, it wasn’t hard to guess.

Patrick crawled along the floor space towards me then captured my lips as Maverick palmed my breasts over my bra, kneading my skin as Patrick’s teeth clashed against mine. “What are you all doing?” I asked breathlessly between kisses as Maverick’s hand rested on the button of my pants.

“Making you forget for a little while,” Kemper said, his voice hoarse. Ah, Kemper. Always the selfless fixer. I wasn’t surprised that they knew I needed the distraction. They anticipated my needs and worked together to meet them.

Maverick unbuttoned my pants, then he and Patrick eased them over my hips. The moment the rest of the restricting clothes were gone, Patrick pulled me onto his lap, forcing me to straddle him. It all felt so good. I could hear their panting breaths. See their hooded expressions. Feel Patrick’s hard erection pressing and pulsing at my core.

I breathed in his woodsy scent, nuzzling into his neck while threading my hands into his brown hair. Patrick was grinding against me. He wrapped his corded arms around my back afterward and held me to him before kissing my lips again. Tugging at plush lips, he claimed me between his teeth while massaging my back. I started grinding against him, feeling that precious hardness against me press even harder. “Yes,” he whispered as I ground against him. Knowing that the others were watching brought my pleasure to new heights.

Patrick was straining against the denim of his pants, so I reached down to unbutton them. “What are you doing?” he asked on a shaky exhale.

“Forgetting,” I replied, and I noticed how his face slipped. I realized then that this wasn’t how he imagined our first time going. Patrick was the only virgin of the group, and I wanted our first time to be special. I knew it was a vulnerable thing for him. Having an audience would put added pressure on an already intense moment. I stilled then went back to kissing him, taking things slowly as he kissed me back eagerly.

“Soon,” I whispered against his lips, so softly only he could hear. “I want it to be just you and me.” He shuddered at my admission and jolted his hips up one last time, bumping against my sensitive nub as an unspoken promise that he would be more than willing to bring me to that peak.

“You’ve been so sad lately,” Patrick murmured. I knew they all were concerned about me. It still hurt that my feelings were so transparent. I pulled away after kissing him on the cheek one more time.

“We haven’t really had time to slow down,” I replied with a shrug. It wasn’t that I was sad. I had my men back. They were all I really needed. I just felt like we couldn’t catch a break. I’d been straddling this need to feel strong while wanting to crumble from the pressure. We’d been fighting and hiding so much that I still didn't feel settled. I craved a home and a routine.

“We can slow down, Babe,” Cyler replied with a mischievous grin. He gave Patrick a frown as if he had been the one to ruin the moment, but I was more than happy to put the brakes on this. I didn’t move though. I placed a chaste kiss on his lips before climbing off of him.

“Were you all trying to distract me with your bodies?” I said, a wry