Page 43 of The Bunny Blues

He gave me a wicked grin and slid his hand up along my rib cage until he could cup my breast. I had a decent pair of sweater pups, but his massive palms dwarfed them.

When his mouth found mine, the rest of the world ceased to exist.

“You taste even sweeter this morning.” Macarius groaned and his thumb teased my nipple. He swallowed my moan of pleasure.

I was so lost to his touch that I didn’t notice Quin and Coda had entered the bedroom until a second pair of hands slid across my bare skin.

Yelping in surprise, I rolled over to find Coda had laid down behind me. “Hi?”

“Good morning, sexy.” The sheet was pooling at my waist, and Coda’s eyes traveled down my body.

Macarius hauled me back against his chest and rumbled a warning. “Mine.”

Coda set his jaw. “Monroe gave her to Quin and me. You will not take her from us.”

Speaking of Quinten, his dark wolf leaped onto the bed. The overgrown dog crawled up the bed and decided to lie right on top of me, burying me under his fur.

He could have smothered me with the weight of his large frame, but he managed to keep the bulk of his weight off me. I tried to wrap my arms around his middle to hug him, but I couldn’t reach all the way around his body.

“Are you an idiot? Get off her!” Macarius roared.

The wolf tilted his head to the side and looked down at my face between his front legs.

“You’re adorable!” I cooed, scratching at his sides.

The wolf snorted, and I got the impression he didn’t like being called adorable. Dropping his head, Quin licked my face.

“You licked me, so does that mean I’m yours?” I asked, remembering that I’d licked Macarius the night before.

“He’s in his wolf form, it doesn’t count,” Macarius growled.

A heartbeat later, the wolf disappeared, and I found myself pinned under Quin’s human body.

His very naked body.

I blinked in shock, my caffeine-deprived mind struggling to make sense of the abrupt change.

Quin moved fast, pressing his lips to mine in a passionate kiss. When I gasped in surprise, he used it as an opportunity to explore the heat of my mouth. His tongue teased mine, stirring up the lust that seemed to be ever present when I was with these three.

Releasing my mouth, Quin asked, “I’ve licked you, does that make you mine?”

“Yeah, sure?” I whispered, still reeling from his kiss and wishing he’d do it again.

“Good.” Quin grinned.

Macarius hauled Quin away from me with a snarl. “Ellora wears my mark. She’s my mate.”

His muscles trembled and the odd double layered voice was back. I couldn’t believe they were taking the silly licking thing so seriously.

“Guys, let’s not do this.” I kept my voice calm. Pushing myself into a sitting position against the headboard, I tried to reason with them. “Macarius, we talked about this last night. You were going to try not to kill them?”

“But I want to,” he answered, as though it was a legit option.

“Try it,” Quin snarled, pushing himself up off the mattress and readying to fight. “I don’t want to share her any more than you do. But she accepted you as a mate, so I will learn to tolerate another male touching her.”

While Macarius and Quin were busy having a werewolf dick measuring contest, Coda positioned himself in front of me.

Feeling exposed, I went to cover my chest with the sheet, but Coda gently freed it from my grasp and slid it even farther down my body.

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