Changed by Fire (Phoenix Rising #6) - Harper Wylde Page 0,80

didn’t answer me.”

“I was thinking.” I arched upward, aiming for a kiss, but he angled his head away, preventing my lips from reaching his. I knew Joshua had a dominant streak in him, and being under his command made me want to press my thighs together just to add some pressure where I needed it most.

“Oh, I’m sure. That’s why those pretty fingers of yours were sinking into your core,” he purred, his tongue quickly flicking out to run a line down my ear.

“Answer him. Now,” Hiro demanded, stepping up beside us. “Do you want us to spank you? To take you?” He teased his fingers across my thigh in barely there caress, but it was enough to have me lifting my hips to follow.

“Yes,” I admitted on a whimper. I wanted their hands on me, taking what they wanted while giving me so much in return. Joshua groaned and devoured my lips in a deep, drugging kiss before pulling back.

“Good girl,” Hiro murmured in approval. “Joshua?” He inclined his head, and Joshua dropped my hands and stepped away. “In the bottom of her closet there’s a black duffel bag. Grab it.”

My head was spinning. “What bag?”

Hiro’s grin was sly. “You didn’t think I’d be without some tricks, did you? Here, help me with this.” With ease, the guys unlatched the upper bunk and moved it to the top of the other bunk beds to create a triple bunk. It would be too tight of a squeeze to have anyone sleep on it that way, but it meant I was completely bared to their view and easy to access.

Hiro tugged open the bag Joshua handed him, searching for something inside. Well, damn. I hadn’t even noticed it in my closet. He pulled out a pair of leather cuffs, dangling them off his finger. “First things first, why don’t we make it a little more difficult for you to touch yourself? Hold your hands in front of you.” I bit my lip but complied, slowly lifting my arms so he could wrap the cuffs around my wrists. They were lined with something soft, preventing the leather from chafing and pulling the tender skin. He pulled me gently, drawing them toward the top of the bed.

I settled on my side with his help, and he fastened a clasp to the headboard. “So pretty,” he murmured, stroking a tender finger from my throat to my hip bone. I arched under his touch, needing more, but he ignored it. “Joshua,” he called, turning his head to where my other mate waited. “I’m going to rinse off.” He smiled, gliding his fingers across me again in another teasing brush. “Why don’t you keep our pretty mate busy?” His thumb grazed my nipple, and I moaned, but he pulled away. “And don’t let her come yet. I think she needs a little reminder that her mates are here for that.”

I groaned as he strode toward the shower, tossing his clothes aside to give me a clear view of his lean, muscled shoulders and golden skin. Taking advantage of Hiro’s momentary absence, Joshua turned serious eyes on me. “Nix, are you sure you’re okay with this? With spanking, I mean?” He searched my face, waiting for even a hint of discomfort from me.

Maybe I should have been scared, should have been nervous, but I felt nothing but cherished with the two of them. “Yes.” I pushed every scrap of my belief, of the heat that coiled inside me into my tone. “I want you both.” Joshua and I had never played together this way before, but Hiro had seemed confident that he was interested in BDSM. I shivered in pleasure at the thought of what they would be able to do to me with both of them being dominant.

Joshua nodded, accepting my words before reaching out with strong hands to test the cuffs. “Don’t want bruises, now do we?” he murmured. “Although, I can’t wait to see what shade of red your ass gets when we spank it.” He caressed the thin skin at the edge of the cuffs, swirling in tiny strokes that set my nerves alight. I needed his touch, but not there. If he was dominant, like Hiro thought, then maybe…

My lips twisted up in a playful smirk. He wasn’t the only one who could tease. “I don’t know if they’ve told you…” I trailed off, arching my body, and watched his gaze track across my breasts as his breathing grew deeper, though his