Page 84 of Claim Me
He wanted me to burn him, but it’s the other way around.
“How does he feel, firefly?” Nox asks, his hands drifting up and down my thighs. “Does his size impress you?”
“Everything about him impresses me,” I admit as I stroke him up and down, my gaze meeting Bane’s. “You’re far more perfect than I am.”
His lips curl. “We’re perfect together.” His grasp tightens on my nape. “The ideal fit.” He pulls me into him, causing my breasts to pillow against his chest. “Now it’s time for us to reward you, lass.Thoroughly.”
Nox hums against my spine, his mouth having moved to my lower back. “Let me see how tight she is first.”
“Mmm,” Bane hums. “Good to make sure she’s prepared.” His mouth claims mine before I can ask what he means, but I can guess.
I said I wanted everything.
It seems my phantoms are willing to oblige.
I wrap my arms around Bane’s neck as his tongue parts my lips, his kiss seductively tender. It’s just like him—patient and understanding, but underlined with experience. He’s telling me with his mouth that he knows how to make me feel good, but he’ll wait until I’m ready before he truly begins.
I kiss him back, confirming I’m already there. I want him. I wantthem.
Nox’s mouth trails along my lower back to my hip and down to my thigh. I shudder from their sensual touches, my body alive with a myriad of sensations.
Bane traces the column of my throat with his thumb while his free hand runs up my side, teasing my flesh and causing my nipples to bead against his firm chest.
More. More. More,I chant in my head.
“Widen your legs,” Nox says, his fingers pressing on my inner thighs. “I need access to your sweet cunt.”
A bolt of lightning shoots through my being as I comply. No one has ever done this to me before.
I went to my knees countless times for Klas, but he never bowed for me. Never botheredpreppingme. He expected me to handle that myself.
And I did because I had to. Even when it took several long minutes just to coax my body into reacting.
But that won’t be a problem now. I can feel the wetness pooling between my thighs, my inner muscles clenching in anticipation of Nox’s intentions.
I’m not even sure what he plans to do. However, it doesn’t matter because it’s him. It’sthem.
I trust them, I realize, my heart skipping a beat as Bane takes control of our kiss.I trust them to help me feel good.
I may even trust them to do more than that.
The realization should unnerve me, but it doesn’t. Instead, I just feel…safe.
Protected.
Happy.
And I convey that to Bane with my kiss.
But it’s Nox who seems to reply, his head sliding between my thighs to grant his mouth access to my sensitive flesh.
I groan against Bane as Nox’s tongue parts my slick folds, his movements knowing and perfect and exploring me in the best way.
Bane continues to caress my side, his other palm a brand against the back of my neck.
It grounds me in the present. Holds me upright. Ensures I’m stable and capable of accepting so much more.
Which is exactly what Nox gives me as his mouth slides up to suckle my clit.
