as Liam’s soft lips kiss and nip down my neck, and my sentence ends in a slight moan. Liam’s hands slide around my chest, cupping my breasts over my towel as he continues to kiss my neck. I open my eyes as Mason pushes the plate of brownies aside and moves in front of me. He kisses me, a deep, passionate kiss that makes me forget I’m with them both. Their hands are all over me, even as I undo Mason’s belt, desperate to take this further. Liam rips my towel off me and turns my head, kissing me and arching my back as Mason takes one of my breasts and flicks his tongue over my hard nipple. I moan, aching for more, and my guys, the men I love, know without a word being said. Liam moves from my back, laying me down as I help Mason take off his shirt, and Liam gets undressed. I don’t have a clue how to do this as Mason picks me up, cradling me as he places me over his erection on his lap, pressing into my thigh as I straddle him.
“I’m clueless,” I admit, looking between them. Liam chuckles as Mason runs his finger down between my breasts and to my clit. I moan as he rubs my clit in smooth circles, and Liam kneels behind us, cupping my breasts and kissing me, pushing his erection into my back. Just before an orgasm—a mind-blowing one, I’m sure it will be—crashes over me, Mason leans back and thrusts deep inside me. My orgasm hits me hard, wave after wave of intense pleasure as Mason thrusts in and out of me, holding my hips in place.
When I open my eyes, feeling my pleasure building up again, I get the best view in the world. Mason’s head is Thrown back, deep groans escaping his lips as his thick muscular arms stretch around me, holding my hips as he takes his pleasure. He thrusts a few more times before coming hard inside me, and I lean back, looking at Liam. He grins and pushes me down, letting Mason slip out of me as I rest my head on Mason’s chest. Liam thrusts inside me, pushing my legs apart and pounding into me with a fevered passion. Oh my god. This is fucking amazing.
I can’t think straight as Mason kisses me, running his hands over my hard nipples and his thumb finding my clit. All of it sends me crashing into another orgasm that sends Liam over the edge, thrusting hard into me before filling me with his come. And then I collapse onto Mason as Liam slides out of me and lies next to us.
“I want to do that again,” I sleepily whisper.
Mason chuckles, and Liam’s hand finds mine, squeezing it tightly. “We aren’t going anywhere. Ever. So we can do this as many times, as many positions, fuck anywhere or anytime you want. We are yours, Ana.”
“And I’m yours,” I whisper back, feeling content for the first time in this foreign city.
Chapter 9
Anastasia
Not another dream…
Blood spills around my feet as I stand over a white wolf. The fur of the wolf is smothered in the blood and dust, and it whines low, the sound hurting my heart to hear. I kneel down in the sand by the wolf, pressing my hands into its fur as I start to cry. My cries don’t end.
Not even as I realise this is a dream and close my eyes to make it all stop.
I wake up with a jolt, still feeling like the wolf is under my hands. Mason stirs next to me, but he doesn’t wake, and Liam is already rolled on his other side, lightly snoring. I blink my eyes a few times just before I start to feel sickness rolling up in my throat. Crap. I climb out of the bed as quickly as I can, tugging on my silky dressing gown that Liam bought in the city, along with all the clothes in this hut. Thankfully, he has a great sense of style, and I love everything I have tried on so far. I rush to the living room, pulling open the door that leads to the deck, right by the kitchen, and breathing in the cold sea air the second I can. The air instantly makes me feel so much better, and I smile, placing my hand on my stomach.
“I’m so fucking sorry.”
I jump at the new voice, spinning around to see Alex