hands and
mouths. When he was naked, he walked up behind Tansy and gripped her hips,
letting her know he was there before pressing himself to her back. She was
taller than most of the other Earth women, but she felt so small and delicate
as he leaned in to her. His cock pressed into the small of her back and her
head didn’t quite clear his shoulder.
She turned in Rye’s arms, arching up to face Dev and he
dragged her against him without thinking. He hooked one arm under the firm
curve of her ass and straightened up, lifting her so she was eye to eye with
him, her feet dangling just below his knees.
“Arms around my neck.” He wanted one hand free to roam, and
if she had her arms around him she could anchor herself. She complied,
squeezing tight enough to flatten her breasts against his chest. His eyes
dropped to her mouth. “Kiss me.”
And she did. With a trust that cracked him wide open, she
followed his command, sealing her lips to his, inviting him in with a touch of
her tongue. He wanted to ravage her. Everything in him demanded that he throw
her on the bed, drive inside her and fuck her until she understood who she belonged
to. Dev was a smart male. He recognized the impulse for what it was, the primal
need for a dragon rider to claim his mate. But he also had the urge to protect
her, to give her whatever she needed, and that was the impulse he brought to
the forefront. That was the biological imperative he hoped would save them all.
Easing some of the fierceness out of his hold, Dev
concentrated on protection and making her feel safe. He still kissed her with
desire, but he tempered it with affection. Stroking into her mouth, sliding
tongue against tongue, he tried very hard to think about loving, not fucking.
About keeping her safe, not tying her to the bed so he and Rye could take turns
with her.
Then Rye wrapped them both in his arms, shuffling them
sideways to tumble onto the mattress. The pleasure of lying next to Tansy fired
every nerve in Dev’s body. His muscles tensed, his balls drew up hot and heavy
and his cock wept in need. Rye pressed in behind Tansy, running his hands over
her body and over Dev’s as well. Somewhere in the back of his head, Dev knew
they were moving too fast, then Tansy rubbed herself against him and all
rational thought shut down.
Chapter Five
Tansy was going out of her mind. Surrounded by so much
smooth masculine strength, every part of her body was being stroked and
squeezed by Dev and Rye’s capable hands. Every centimeter worshiped with their
hot, wet lips. When they pushed her onto her back and took a nipple each, she
would have peeled off the bed if they hadn’t been pinning her down. She felt
hands between her legs, Dev’s fingers fucking her slow and steady while Rye
circled her clit. God, they were perfect. They were everything she’d ever
wanted but hadn’t known how to dream. She clutched them to her breasts, fisting
their silky hair and pulling them even closer, arching into their mouths as her
hips flexed in time to Dev’s thrusts.
“Please, please.” They knew she was close. How could they
not know when they were on her and in her, when she pulsed under them like a
heartbeat? She knew Dev had the control to make her wait, but Rye was a
hedonist, and he’d want to give her an orgasm as much as she wanted to have
one.
“Please, Rye. Faster and harder.”
She’d hardly finished begging before he changed his rhythm,
rubbing across her clit in fast little strokes, just as hard as she’d
requested. The pleasure burned, searing her pussy and spreading into her womb,
blasting a trail up to her nipples where her men were still busy. The heat
washed over her body, from head to toes and back again, wave after wave
rebounding and building, drowning her in pleasure until she couldn’t breathe.
The heat burst into flame and her orgasm broke, scorching her body like a
bushfire, squeezing every muscle in an agony of pleasure. She shattered,
blowing outward