corner of my eye I can see the dragon shifter’s expression burning with barely disguised lust.
“I-I mean, if that’s the only way…” I murmur, making the others laugh.
“Come here,” says Shade, pulling me to my feet. “Stand up.” His hands pause at the hem of my robe, waiting for permission, and I nod to him, allowing him to drop it to the floor.
“Shit, Boots,” Shade mutters, running a hand through his hair. “You’re unbelievable.”
Silas hums in agreement, moving to stand behind me and run his hands over my still-damp shoulders. A shiver goes through me as he buries his face at the base of my neck, one of his hands drifting downward, between my legs, and before I know it he’s working a finger gently against my clit, making me tremble and shake with every movement. I shouldn’t be in the mood for sex right now, considering my day, but there’s no fighting it: I’ve never thought about a threesome before in my life, but I want these guys. Both of them, in whatever capacity they’ll allow. I let my eyes close, savouring the tenderness of their movements and the affection that seems to pour off them in waves. I know being with them is going to be nothing like my first time with a high school boyfriend that I wish I could forget happened. Not that it lasted long…
By all accounts, it should be awkward. They hated each other when we first met. And yet it feels right somehow, like we’re three pieces of a jigsaw puzzle all fitting perfectly together, the connection of our childhoods more powerful than any former rivalry.
I gasp when I feel Shade’s mouth latch onto my breast, his fingers expertly teasing my other nipple as I quake from their combined touches. Silas peppers kisses over the skin of my neck as his fingers pick up their pace, and it’s like he knows what I need somehow -- they both do, as if they’re reading each other’s thoughts. It’s impossible, and yet the bliss is all-consuming.
“You’re wet, Boots,” murmurs the dragon shifter, boldly sliding a finger inside me as his strong arms keep me flush against his chest. Shade, still occupied, hums in agreement, pulling free of my breast to press his lips to mine, his hands tangling in my wet hair as his tongue brushes against my lips. I’m left a shaking mess between the two of them, fully at the mercy of the pleasure they’re giving me, and it’s like the pain of my injury fades away in an instant under their expert touch. I buck my hips against Silas’ hand as I can feel my orgasm building, lost in the feeling of Shade’s mouth on mine as he continues to ravish my breasts with attention like his life depends on it.
Working in tandem like this, it’s no surprise that I unravel completely, coming with an intensity I didn’t know was possible, breathing hard and feeling like jelly under their touch. Shade pulls away, running a thumb affectionately over my cheekbone while Silas holds me tenderly in his embrace, his mouth still on the skin of my neck. “Guys,” I breathe, nearly at a loss for words, “that was…” I can’t find a good enough adjective, so I resort to throwing my hands up and dropping them, making the other shifters laugh.
“Glad we could be of service,” Shade mutters teasingly.
“Well, don’t keep us in suspense,” jokes Silas. “What’s the verdict?”
“What can I say?” I pant. “You’re both incredible.”
Silas opens his mouth to say something else, but at that moment the door flies open. I whirl around, scrambling to cover myself, and my heart sinks when I meet the eyes of one very skeptical-looking Edith.
Fuck.
Chapter 10
Almost as soon as her emerald green eyes meet mine, her head snaps away, like she’s embarrassed to have been caught watching. I fumble my robe back on, flushing more brightly than I ever have before and thanking all that’s holy that at least the guys kept their clothes on.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” Edith stammers, putting a hand up and turning away. “I should have knocked. That was my bad.” In spite of her sheepish words, she doesn’t look that put off about it, which somehow only serves to heighten my own embarrassment. “I’ll just, ah…” She turns to go.
“It’s okay,” I hasten to assure her, not wanting to draw any more attention to myself than I already have. “Was there something you needed?”
“I was just…” She takes a