The Lion's Shared Bride by Bonnie Burrows Read Free Book Online

carefully to her feet facing him. He cupped her face, bringing her lips to his and kissing her with rising hunger. She smelled and tasted so sweet, so irresistible. His hands moved along her body, lingering at her full breasts, her trim waist, down to her hips.
    Aedan broke away. “Soren, are you going to get in on this, or just stand there watching like a perv?”
    Soren snorted, and Aedan glanced over his shoulder to see the other man moving closer. Reluctantly, in spite of his comment to Soren, he knew that the moment would be flawed if he didn’t invite the other Alpha to participate. He stepped away from Nina.
    Aedan watched, heat building up in his body, as Soren moved past him, closing the distance between him and Nina. The other man let his hands fall to Nina’s waist as he leaned in slowly. Aedan shivered slightly. Soren pressed his lips to Nina’s, his hands gliding around to the woman’s back, pressing her body to his.
    Aedan suppressed the flare of impatient jealousy that rushed through him. He would have to learn to share; he might as well start now. He took a deep breath, feeling a mixture of possessive need and lust simmering in his blood as he watched Soren deepen the kiss with Nina. Apart from wanting to screw her brains out myself, this is actually pretty hot to watch, he thought, taking another deep breath to force some patience into his mind.
    Soren broke away from the kiss gradually, pulling back and looking down into Nina’s eyes. “You realize,” Soren murmured, his voice barely loud enough for Aedan’s preternaturally acute ears to pick up, “that we are both going to do everything we can to make sure you absolutely can’t bear to leave.” Aedan smiled slightly with amusement as he saw Nina nod dazedly.
    Aedan stepped forward, not quite putting himself in between the two but turning Nina’s face so that he could claim her lips with his own once more. Her tongue tasted like a combination of herself and Soren—an oddly erotic mix of flavor and scent that drove away all ability for Aedan to think.
    He broke away from her lips, barely parting. “You can help, you know,” he told Soren, his hands already moving along the fabric of Nina’s clothes, seeking the best way to strip them off of her. He found the hem of her blouse and tugged it up, along her ribs, up to her breasts. Aedan pulled back from the kiss, blinking to adjust his vision to the yellow light of his bedroom. Nina lifted her arms over her head and he guided the blouse along her limbs, tossing it aside. Soren was working at the zipper on her skirt. Aedan chuckled lowly as the other man took the opportunity to lean in and kiss Nina once more, even while his hands worked the fabric of her skirt down over her full hips.
    “Hey,” Nina said, breaking away from the kiss. She frowned slightly, glancing from Aedan to Soren. Aedan could barely take in the sight of her slightly irritated expression; he was too busy letting his gaze trail over her nearly-naked body, her breasts barely concealed by thin, lacy fabric, her panties darkened slightly at the front—telltale sign of her arousal. She crossed her arms over her chest and Aedan shook his head sharply to clear it. “I shouldn’t be the only one getting naked here,” she told them both, raising an eyebrow challengingly. Aedan smirked.
    “This is about convincing you to stay with us, love—getting you naked and getting you off repeatedly is the strategy.”
    Nina pressed her lips together, looking from Aedan to Soren once more. She shook her head. “If I’m going to stay with you two, you should be focused on giving me what I want. And what I want is the two of you naked.”
    Aedan glanced at Soren, amusement warring with the very real need to possess Nina. He began to unbutton his shirt. Soren moved quickly, tugging his own tee shirt over his head and tossing it aside. Aedan tugged the fabric free of his arms, letting it fall to the floor. He reached down, watching Nina as