Sanctuary (New Reality Series, Book One)

Sanctuary (New Reality Series, Book One) by Jessica Jarman Read Free Book Online

Book: Sanctuary (New Reality Series, Book One) by Jessica Jarman Read Free Book Online
Authors: Jessica Jarman
Tags: Dystopian, Multiple Partner Erotic Romance
out all the crap that surrounded them.
    “You just gonna stand there, sweetheart?”
    Pulled back to the present by Ethan’s drawl, Grace realized the men had pulled apart and both of them had their gazes focused intently on her.
    She inhaled deeply and cursed as she began to tremble. “I’m going to bed,” she stated, cringing as her voice echoed in the night.
    Noah nodded, his expression sympathetic and understanding. “Good night, Gracie.”
    “No.” She shook her head. “That’s not what I… I think we should all go to bed,” she said pointedly then turned toward the tent before they could see her embarrassment.
    After unzipping the tent flap, she kicked her shoes off and climbed in. And waited.

Chapter Three
     
     
    Ethan looked at Noah and found his partner smiling widely.
    “Well then,” Noah said. “Let’s go to bed.”
    He unfolded his lanky form and stood, holding a hand out to Ethan and pulling him to his feet.
    “She’s nervous,” Noah pointed out beneath his breath.
    “You think?” Ethan squeezed his fingers a moment. “It’s our job to make her forget about all that.”
    Hand in hand, they strode to the tent. Ethan pulled his gun from his waistband, double checked the safely before climbing in after Noah. He tucked the weapon next to where their packs rested just inside. He knew Callie would sound the alarm, as it were, if anyone or anything approached the camp, but he still wanted the firearm within easy reach. Zipping the flap, he bit back a smile when the dog whined a moment before flopping to the ground blocking the entrance.
    “Good girl,” he murmured.
    Turning on his knees, he sent up a prayer of thanks for the moonlight. While darkness had descended, he could make out the two forms stretched out on the sleeping bag. Good ol’ Noah was murmuring sweet nothings and rubbing Grace’s back slowly, soothingly. Ethan shifted in the small space until he lay behind her.
    He pressed his lips just beneath Grace’s ear. “Relax, sweetheart. We’re going to make you feel so good.”
    “I d-d-don’t think r-relaxing is in the cards tonight,” she stammered good-naturedly.
    He chuckled and slid his tongue over her soft skin. “All right then, we’ll save the relaxing for after. Right now, just enjoy.”
    “Sit up a minute,” Noah told her.
    When she obeyed, he pulled her tank top over her head and tossed it aside.
    “Now, lay down, baby.”
    Ethan’s cock responded to the arousal in his lover’s voice, the huskiness almost a physical caress. When she was on her back, Noah’s hand came up and cupped the back of Ethan’s neck. As he lowered his own, Noah pulled Ethan’s head down. Ethan immediately parted his lips to suck one of Grace’s pert nipples into his mouth, knowing Noah was doing the same.
    “Oh God,” Grace gasped. “God, that feels so good.”
    Ethan hummed against her, nipped the taut flesh, drawing another cry from her lips. Releasing the nub, he trailed his mouth over the soft mound until his cheek brushed Noah’s. The rasp of whiskers sent a jolt straight to his cock. He ran his palm up Grace’s side to cup her breast. He rolled the slick nipple between his thumb and forefinger, tweaked and pulled as he turned his face toward Noah. He pressed a kiss to the stubbled cheek.
    “Hey baby,” Noah murmured, moving to meet Ethan’s mouth with his.
    “Hey,” Ethan returned against firm lips.
    Then, it was all sleek heat clouding his mind as their tongues parried and thrust. Noah’s flavor danced in his mouth and pulled a groan from deep in his chest. A softer feminine moan halted their movements. Ethan looked down at the woman beneath them.
    “Don’t stop,” she whispered, lifting her hands to cup each of their faces.
    Ethan chuckled at the light pressure trying to push their heads back together. He turned and bussed the palm of her hand, followed it with a quick swipe of his tongue.
    “Hey, Noah,” he whispered.
    “Yeah?”
    “Get your fucking clothes

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