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“You pick the third.” He pulled me into his arms, tilted my chin up, and pressed his lips to mine. Brock’s kiss was surprisingly tender and set my body on fire. His tongue flicked at my lips, begging for entrance, which I happily gave.

The second I gave an inch, he took a mile.

His hands wrapped around my back and then moved down my body to my ass, giving it a tight squeeze. He let out a low groan as he devoured me.

“What the fuck?” someone said and Brock ignored them.

So I did too. When my lungs were burning from starvation and a few other body parts burned with need, I broke the kiss. Brock’s eyes were blown wide as he looked down at me like I was a drug and he needed his next fix.

“Where is Leif?” he asked.

“When Amelia left, he went to a friend’s to play.”

“Good,” Brock kissed me again, ignoring complaints from Cal and Malik. When he broke the kiss this time, he guided me to Malik.

“Do you want this, angel?” Malik asked, his eyes heavy as he looked down at me.

“Please.” The words barely passed my lips before he was on me. His kiss was different; it was demanding, claiming, and wild. Kissing Malik was like tasting raw power and fire. He set my heart racing, and my blood felt like it was boiling.

When he pulled away from me, I saw Cal kissing Brock, which was the hottest thing I’d ever seen. Cal pulled Brock’s hair back, forcing him to tilt his head at the perfect angle.

Watching them made my heart race and Malik moved behind me and started kissing my neck, his hands staying firmly on my hips, but his touch made warmth spread through my entire body. I wanted more.

My back arched as I lifted onto my toes and tilted my head, giving him better access.

Sparks of pleasure pulsed down my body as Malik kissed the sensitive skin of my throat, his lips scorching a trail over my shoulders, then back again.

“Calmed down now?” Brock asked as he broke the kiss with Cal. Cal growled a little, and Brock pushed his chin, forcing Cal to look at me. “Do you see how her pupils are wide, her breaths are coming in rapid pants, making her chest rise and fall? Don’t you want her? I want her. The dragon wants her. And she wants us. I think she even craves us. Will you be the man who stops her from getting what she wants?”

“Fuck, no,” Cal said before taking a long step and stealing a kiss. I gave him everything in that kiss, remembering how good it felt when he drank from me and when he touched me. Malik’s fingers tightened on my hips, making everything so much hotter.

“Let’s take her to Cal’s room. He has the biggest bed,” Brock said. At least, I think it was Brock, since he was the only one whose mouth wasn’t on me. My head swam with sensations, and I struggled to sort through them and my thoughts. It was easier just not to think. For the moment, I wasn’t going to over analyze. I was allowing myself to be selfish and take whatever these incredibly tempting men could deliver.

I could overthink this later when I’d convinced myself it was a dream and had never actually happened.

Cal pulled me out of Malik’s arms and used his vampire speed to take me to his room, leaving the door open behind him.

“Last chance, sweet girl,” Cal said gently. “Say no, and this all stops. Say yes, and we will make you feel so good.” He looked deep into my eyes and pressed my body to his. “Before you answer, you should know that once we get a taste, we will never let go. You are meant to be ours.

An intelligent woman would hesitate. A good Christian woman would probably say no immediately. I was a dumb heathen. The word ‘yes’ flew past my lips so fast I wasn’t even sure I had registered the whole question.

“Good girl,” Cal whispered before retaking my lips in another intense, claiming kiss.

I didn’t hear the others enter the room, but the energy shifted as they did. The room got hotter, and the air was charged. Every single touch felt electric, especially when Malik came up behind me and slid his hands under my shirt to touch my low belly. My core clenched, and I let out a sinful long moan against Cal’s lips.

His hands traveled up my curves to my breasts, cradling them over my bra. Cal broke the kiss long enough for Malik to remove my shirt, and I leaned back, resting against his bare chest. Cal unbuttoned his shirt, showing off toned abs that looked like they were made of marble, his skin so pale it almost seemed to glow in the dim light.

Malik’s hands went to my chest again, squeezing my tits through the lace before his fingers worked on the front clasp. He removed it quickly and let it slide to the floor. Cal’s red eyes glowed for a moment, and he kissed my collar and worked his way down the center of my body, licking and kissing a tantalizing line down my body.

When he dropped to his knees, I saw Brock sitting on the chair, his shirt also off, his hand running along the thick, hard ridge of his cock. I’d never seen anyone look so calm and so hungry at the same time.

I licked my lips, and he shot me a wink and mouthed the word ‘soon.’

Brock liked to watch. That was good to know.

I liked him watching. And if Brock was watching, I wanted to give him one hell of a show.

Malik’s hands were back on my hips while he kissed my shoulders. He bit me with a playful nip and I moaned. I grabbed his hands and moved them to my breasts, letting him play while I leaned my head back and offered my lips to his. He kissed me hard, his tongue pushing its way into my mouth, tasting me, claiming me and biting my lower lip gently while Cal undid my jeans and slid them and my already-damp panties down my thighs.

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