Two for Tamara by Elle Boon Read Free Book Online

friend’s voice echoed in his own heart and soul.
    For a triad to complete the bond with their Fated they all needed to be connected. Of course, they didn’t know this until Max and Malcolm had connected with their Fated Selena.
    “Um, guys…I think we should maybe talk about this.”
    The hesitation in her voice made them both freeze. Her beautiful eyes, full of passion only moments before, now clouded with panic. “While I’m no virgin, I don’t think those are going to fit in my vajayjay.”
    Vin burst out laughing. Rafe, being the smarter of the two, put one knee on the bed, followed by the other, until he was completely covering Tamara with his body like a blanket. “Baby, I promise your vajayjay will fit us just fine.” He rested most of his weight on his elbows and legs, his erection trapped between them. He leaned down close enough to inhale her scent, filling his lungs with the uniqueness that was Tamara.
    “We will make sure you’re more than ready for us, Tamara.” Vin lay next to Tamara and brushed her hair back from her face.
    She lay completely still beneath him, lips parted, eyes slightly open as if she was weighing their words. Rafe lowered his body a fraction more, so they were breasts to chest, thigh to thigh, with their hearts beating between them. His nuts were drawn up so tight against the V of her pussy, his dick nestled on the soft cushion of her stomach, and he didn’t think he’d ever been this close to heaven. But he paused.
    “What are you waiting for?” She sounded puzzled, breathless.
    “Something we’ve waited for thousands of years, dreamed of for even longer,” Rafe said, lowering his head. “I want to do this right, omorfia mou . I want to be so close to you that you won’t know where you end and we begin.” He licked up her neck.
    Tamara turned her head toward Vin. “I didn’t know he was a poet.”
    “He’s absolutely right. We only want to make love to you. Let us love you, Tamara.”
    She smiled, blinked, and then the grin spread across her face. “Yes please. But, just so we are all on the same page, the back door is an exit only.”
    Rafe blinked, then buried his face in Tamara’s neck to control the laughter, but Vin obviously still wasn’t the smartest man in the bed. Vin laughed, and Rafe was sure if he’d not had a hold of both Tamara’s hands, and wasn’t covering her body with his own, she’d have beat the shit out of his best friend.
    Tamara bucked her body up, trying to get to Vin who was still laughing. “I’m serious.”
    Rafe lifted himself up on his elbows, hoping Vin would stop before their woman decided to call a halt to their lovemaking.
    Vin thrust his fingers into her hair. “I’m sorry. Truly. Can you just keep an open mind, and know that we would never”—he kissed her—“ever do anything that would hurt you.”
    Her chin jerked up and then down in a short, sharp nod. “Okay. I trust you. But if you hurt me, then I get to hurt you. Deal?”
    Rafe narrowed his eyes. “I’m sure I’m going to regret this, but deal.”
    Vin was quick in his agreement. They sealed it with a kiss.
    “Can we get back to what we started now?” She sounded breathless, which was a far cry from scared. He liked her that way much better.
    “Yes, dear.” Rafe kissed her fully then, no teasing. Several lifetimes of want and need were poured into the kiss, into the contact of his tongue tangling with hers.
    He moved away to allow Vin to kiss their Fated, and trailed kisses down the line of her jaw to the taut cords of her throat and beyond. Her nipples were twin taut peaks of rosy flesh. She cried out, arched her back, and thrust her breasts closer to his mouth. Gods, but he loved the sounds she made. He engulfed first one and then the other nipple into his mouth, sharing the texture with Vin through their link.
    Moving down, he sucked and licked his way along her flat, muscular belly, nuzzling the tiny thatch of dark hair at the top of her pussy. He