Because why the hell not? They’d decided they were in a relationship, sowhy the hell not? He was horny and wanted to get his hands on both of them. He wasn’t ready to go all the way, but he was more than ready to get off with them.
“Oh?”
“Yes.” Kit glanced back at Connie. “And the things I want to do require a human body. Hint, hint.”
Kit had barely had time to register what he was seeing before Connie was standing naked in front of him.
CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX –HUDSON
AS BADLY as Hudson wanted to show off his dragon, he was much more interested in what Kit wanted to do that involved human bodies.
“Well, one of us has the right idea.” Kit eyed Connie, who was standing there staring at Kit. “And dear God, whose horse is that?”
Connie choked on laughter. “Thank you. Hudson’s bigger.”
“Shit. Good thing I’m a size queen.”
“What?” Hudson asked.
“I’ll explain later,” Connie said as he backed Kit up against Hudson.
Liking where this was heading, Hudson settled his hands on Kit’s hips and flexed his fingers against the soft yoga pants he was wearing. He wanted to drag them off right then and there.
Kit froze against Hudson, the scent of magnolias heavy on the summer breeze.
From one heartbeat to the next, Hudson’s body lit up. “Now would be the time to tell us to stop if you need to.”
“I’m not saying stop, but I’m not ready to go all the way yet.”
Connie crowded closer. “That’s fine. Can we taste you though?”
“How about I taste you?”
Hudson’s heart pounded, and fire raced through his veins. Why did that make Hudson so hard he throbbed with excitement? Desire was a living thing in him. He needed their hands on him, both of them.
Connie moaned softly. “You smell like magnolias. It’s my favorite flower now.”
“You do smell good,” Hudson growled. “And we’ll do as much or as little as you want.”
“Then let’s get somewhere where there’s lube. I—shit, okay, then!”
Hudson blinked in surprise as Connie slung Kit over his shoulder and started toward the house.
“Grab my clothes and come on, Hudson!”
Kit’s head popped up, and he crooked his fingers in a ‘come on’ gesture as he was carted off.
“Now, Hudson!” Connie yelled.
Hudson wondered if Connie realized he was literally carting their mate off like the dragons of old. For some reason he found that amusing. Looked as if Connie wasn’t so modern after all.
Dragon instincts were a bitch.
Grabbing Connie’s discarded clothing, Hudson hurried after them. He hadn’t dared hope the night would end like this, but he was certainly not complaining.
By the time he got inside, Kit and Connie were in Hudson’s living area on the couch. Well, Connie was laid out on the couch, and Kit was between his knees, Connie’s dick in his mouth.
Well now, wasn’t that a pretty sight?