Page 117 of Touched By Moonlight
Then Grayson knelt between my opened thighs. I was tied up, helpless, vulnerable and exposed to these three domineering males. The alpha’s gaze gleamed with appreciation as he studied my femininecenter.
He began kissing my belly, laving his tongue inside the intent of my navel. The sweep of his tongue felt like wet, rough velvet. Arousal filled me as Nicolas and Stephan continued their gentlemassaging.
Then Grayson settled between mythighs.
“Relax,” he murmured. “Let go of all your fears and inhibitions. Trustme.”
He parted my soaked folds, and then dipped his head. The first lick of his tongue between my slit made me arch andmoan.
But when Nicolas bent down and suckled my left nipple, I ground my hips into the mattress, pleasure spearingme.
Stephan ceased kneading my shoulders and kissed his way down my neck to my right breast. His warm, wet mouth found my rightnipple.
I could barely breathe for the erotic dance all three created. Each seductive sweep over my skin had me writhing, helpless to resist the carnal pleasure. When Grayson swept his tongue over my clit, I criedout.
Then he bit very lightly. I arched against my bonds, crying out with shockedpleasure.
He suckled and licked, coaxing out the rich scent of my own saltyarousal.
Grayson slid a finger inside me, his blue gaze meeting mine. I squirmed, needing his mouth on meagain.
“Do you want more, Sienna?” he asked in his deep voice. “We want to pleaseyou.”
I squirmed some more. “I need you to fuckme.”
A deep chuckle from Nicolas, who raised his head. “Not yet, sweetheart. We’re not through tastingyou.”
A growl from Stephan. “I’m going to lick you all over. I want to hear you scream ournames.”
He proceeded to do just that, his warm, wet tongue dancing over my skin as Grayson clasped my hips, lifted them and began kissing and licking mycenter.
The ache between my legs intensified. I tossed my head, impatient formore.
Suddenly a silk blindfold was tied over my eyes, preventing me fromseeing.
Nicolas.
“You fiend,” Imurmured.
“Now you can’t tell which one of us is pleasuring you,” he murmured. “Focus on the pleasure,Sienna.”
My breathing became so heavy, so frantic I could not hear the pounding of my racingheart.
Emotion filled me as my body quivered with sexual arousal. This was the real me, the real Sienna, who was finally loved and accepted for all I am. No one could take this away fromme.
The smell of spice and males teased my nostrils as they continued to kiss and lick mybody.
Brought close to orgasm, I arched, the ropes preventingmovement.
“I need to touch you,” Ipanted.
“Not yet.” Stephan, sounding more wolfish and growly thanever.
A light nip on my nipple, chased with a soothing lick. Of course, Nicolas, my kinky wolf who likes dominating inbed.
And then my ropes were untied and they turned me over. Three sets of hands began massaging the oil into my back, kneading my skin in light, circular strokes. They teased me, sliding fingers along the crevice of my bottom as Imoaned.
Two hands stroked my bottom. Soothing, masculine murmurs sounded as someone spread my cheeks open. Oiled fingers probed myanus.
