Page 116 of His Grace, the Duke
“I love you, Rose,” he said against her lips. “I love you so goddamn much. I’ll never get used to saying it. It’s a gift to say it.”
“I love you,” she replied, trying to be gentle with his tender lips but feeling ravenous all the same.
He didn’t kiss her for long before he was inching back, peppering her breasts and stomach with fevered kisses. He pressed her thighs apart, resting his forehead on her pubic bone and inhaling deep. She quivered with nervous excitement.
“God, this scent... it haunts me. And you’re so wet,you’re dripping for us. Your cunt is what dreams are made of. Burke, come look before I claim it. Look at how beautiful she is for us.”
She whined, fighting the urge to squirm as Burke came to the end of the bed, trailing his hand up her stocking-clad leg. He leaned over Tom, his eyes hungry as he looked at her spread open for them. “Let me taste her.”
Tom reached out his unbandaged hand, sinking two fingers into her. She gasped as he gave them a little twist, dragging them along her inner wall. He pulled them out and held them up. They glistened in the candlelight.
Burke leaned over his shoulder and sucked them into his mouth. “Divine,” he muttered. “The sweetest sacrament.”
Not wasting a moment with chaste kisses or teasing licks, Tom dropped down onto his bruised and bitten chest and buried his face between her legs. She cried out, gripping the coverlet with both hands, curling forward as Tom ravaged her, spiraling her so high so fast she thought she might spark like a lit candle. Thinking of the two of them kissing tipped her over the edge and her first release shivered through her. Legs shaking, she pushed on Tom’s forehead, begging for mercy.
He sank back, his hands smoothing up her thighs as he panted for breath.
“If he’s touching me, you have to touch him,” she directed at Burke.
“You don’t want to come again first?” Burke said with a raised brow, his arms crossed as he leaned against the post of his bed. He stood there as casual as can be, as if he didn’t just watch Tom feast on her.
“I want you with us,” she replied. “Please, love. We need you.”
“I’m dying,” Tom muttered, brushing her inner thigh with kisses.
“Tell me what you want, Tom,” Burke replied. “I’ve never—”
He stopped himself, but not quick enough. It was then that Rosalie realized the truth. Burke was nervous... or at least hesitant. He’d never been with a man before. He didn’t want to get this wrong.
Tom heard it too because he was turning on his knees. He pulled Burke into his arms, kissing his neck. “It’s no different than when you take Rosalie. You won’t hurt me.”
“Itisdifferent. This is different, Tom. You’re not all interchangeable to me,” Burke said, almost irritated.
Rosalie rolled to her knees and joined Tom at the end of the bed. “Burke, I love you. I know I don’t say it as often as you’d like, but I do. I love you, and I love Tom, and I love what you’ve found in each other.Bewith us. Claim us both. We are yours. We want to be yours.”
With a pained expression, Burke uttered one word: “James.”
Rosalie sank back as Burke wrapped an arm around Tom’s neck. “I want this so badly, I can scarcely breathe. I want you, Tom... but I feel like I’m cheating on James. He and I are nothing, I know that. We’ve never—but he is my world—”
“You and James areeverything,” Rosalie replied, trying to control the tremble in her voice. “No one who has seen you together for two minutes can doubt the affection he holds for you.”
“You are his world too,” Tom added, cupping his face. “You are more than a brother to him, more than a friend or a partner or a lover. You are his soulmate, Burke. You are one spirit made two. I’ve always known that about you. I’ve been jealous more times than I can count.”
Burke groaned. “Having him on the outside is killing me. I need him here with us. I need him towantto be here. Why can he not just come in from the cold?”
Tom was quiet, giving Burke’s arm a soothing stroke.
Rosalie bit her lip, knowing how much she was to blame for this tension. “James’ timing is his own,” she replied. “I know I’ve made things difficult...Iam difficult. He wants what I’m afraid to give. And without realizing it, he punishes us all. If I give in, perhaps...”
“No,” Tom growled. “You shouldn’t have to make such a sacrifice. Your freedom is valuable to you, so it is valuable to me. I’ll not let him take it. Nothing is worth you losing yourself to gain his love.”
She nodded. But she didn’t want a cloud over this moment. She looked from Tom back to Burke. “In this moment,thisfeels right. We need you, Burke. Make us whole. Make three become one. And have no doubt that, when James is ready, he will be the center of our world.”
Burke nodded, licking his lips as he glanced from Tom to Rosalie. “I want you both so badly. I need you in my arms.”
“We are right here,” she whispered, scooting back on the bed and lying down. “Tom, come. Make love to me again, and let Burke take care of us.”
Tom followed her to the middle of the bed, rolling on top of her as he lost himself in the feel of her, kissing and roving with his hands, shifting between her legs until his cock was pressing at her entrance.
