Page 75 of Seduced By the Mermen
“That’s my favorite team, but don’t tell them,” he whispers. “It’s driven them crazy for a long time. It’s wrong, but it brings me a bit of joy to keep something to myself.”
“But now you’ve told me?”
“Indeed, and that brings me even more joy.” He smiles.
“Thank you, I’ll keep your secret.”
“No, thank you. I figured you should know, since they’re the best team.” There’s a gleam in his eyes.
“Well, I’m glad I know.”
He leads me to the sofa. And I try not to think about the dishes we’ve left back in the dining room.
Forrest sits down next to me with enough room for two people between us. I slide with as much grace as I can over to him. It’s a weird sensation, to be the one doing the chasing. Though I know he’s interested in me. He’s said as much.
“That was definitely a feast.” I turn my legs toward Forrest, pushing back into the cushy sofa. It’s huge and soft. “I could fall asleep.”
“That’s usually what happens,” Delmar says. He sits close enough that our legs brush each other. Even though there’s an acre of sofa on either side of Forrest and myself.
“I’m so glad you came out today,” Forrest says. “If you need to nap, that’s fine.”
“Oh, I think I can last a little longer,” I say.
Delmar places his hand on the round of my bent knee. And zaps of electricity zip through me.
I roll to where I’m straight between the two of them, and it makes my side press hard into Forrest.
“I’m really glad you came out, too, Blair,” Delmar says in a rough, low voice. And all thoughts of sleep vanish as he tucks a loose hair behind my ear.
Heat rises in my cheeks as Delmar’s hand lingers on my knee. Shivers run down my spine. The air crackles with unspoken tension, and before I can stop myself, I turn toward Forrest. I hold his gaze for a second, his beautiful gray eyes telling me yes. And I press my lips against his in a soft, lingering kiss. His hands find their way to my waist, pulling me closer.
Delmar presses soft kisses on the back of my neck, his fingers in my hair. I’m on fire. My brain skitters to a halt, and my lips are working on their own. My fingers grasp at Forrest’s biceps. For a politician, his arms are dangerous. I trace the bulge of his biceps through his shirt and around to the back of his arm. I need to move, change positions to get a better angle. I need more. More contact and a heck of a lot less clothes.
I’m trying to figure out how to strip while still kissing him when Forrest pulls back. “Blair,” he gasps. He pushes my chin up with his thumb.
“Forrest,” I sing.
Delmar’s lips trail to my ear. I’m sandwiched between the two of them. But I want to kiss him too.
Forrest lifts me, and in the next instant I’m facing Delmar, my butt cheeks up against Forrest’s cock. I don’t know what’s happened to me, but I’m wiggling as I reach for Delmar’s face and pull him closer. His lips are warm and demanding, the opposite of Forrest’s and exactly what I need. I’m on fire.
Forrest’s hands roam over my body, exploring me over the top of my tunic. I pause as he finds the neckline. His fingertips lightly trail down my spine, sending pulses of electricity to mycore. I want both of them so much. It’s crazy to think they could feel the same for me.
They’re so different, yet similar. Forrest is quiet but stoic and powerful. Delmar’s quick and kind, though in a way he’s just as serene as Forrest. But the way their hands skate along my skin? I’m lost in the sensation of their touch. Hands everywhere. I’m pure energy.
“Blair,” Forrest growls into my ear, and I tilt my neck back. It’s instinct.
“Don’t offer what you don’t understand,” a voice growls from in front of the sofa.
Delmar’s lips leave mine, though he holds me close. “Sterling, if you have to be cranky, can you do it elsewhere? I’m fine if you want to wash the dishes for me.”
“She doesn’t know what she’s offering, craning her neck at Forrest. I’m making sure you don’t make a mistake.”
“We’re adults, Sterling. We can keep ourselves in line,” Forrest says.
I’m warm. And not because of the massive males pressed against me. I’m embarrassed, and the heat echoes in my cheeks.
“You could join us,” Delmar says.
