Page 15 of Gilded Kisses
Trust me. He’s all alpha.
Strong arms come around my waist and the world fades. The hanging branches of the willow serve as a familiar shield, holding the outside world at bay. I feed one button after another through the holes before slowly peeling back the sides until I have his warm chest revealed to me.
He’s magnificent. Hints of the black lines making up his namesake coil over his defined pecs and around his neck only to disappear beneath his shirt. “That’s new.”
“Do you like it?”
Instead of answering, I lean forward and repeat the same thing I did to Mirsha. The second my teeth scrape over the flat disk of his nipple, his hands find the back of my head and I am held in place. Viper’s cock pulses between us and I don’t want to wait another second to have the weight of his length in my hand.
“I need you,” I admit with a breath of embarrassment, but it’s the truth. I turn to Luther and then Mirsha, who are both watching me with their best friend. “All of you,” I confess to all three while surrounded by their intense heat.
“And we need you.”
My eyes shutter closed at hearing those four precious words from Luther.
“I hoped. I prayed. But I couldn’t be sure until this moment. I feared you turning me away.”
Luther brushes my hair away to reveal my neck and shoulder. Standing this close, our body heat fuses. And then, with no escape, no way out, and with my life in his hands, hot lips crush over mine. I am suddenly lost in the taste of my third godfather. I tumble into his hold and fall with my eyes closed. He’s rough at first and then turns gentle, unlike the man I know him to be.
When he breaks away, his startling blue eyes lock on me and I can’t sever the hypnotic trance he holds over me.
His fingers bury into my long hair and I’m held in place as he drinks in his share of me. My lips part and he doesn’t wait for aninvitation to take what he wants. His strong fingers fist tighter. Pleasure and pain spike through my blood. I moan, whimper, and can’t seem to reel in my thundering heart.
One of the other two growls with what I guess is impatience, but it’s not enough to turn me away from Luther. Strands of hair fall over his forehead and the top button of his dress shirt reveals a hint of tanned skin. “Let me see more of you. Please.” My gaze finds his and his full lips move into a warm smile.
“Shh, sweetness. Later.” With a finger beneath my chin, he turns my attention back to Viper with Mirsha looking on. “My friend is hungry and we all know he’s the least patient one of us.”
Luther is right. Viper doesn’t enjoy waiting.
His brows shoot high with mock surprise, and then his face turns dark with hunger. “With no apologies,” Viper confirms with an arrogant growl, and my world narrows down to only him for just a moment. He’s so breathtakingly handsome. Golden eyes, smooth tan skin from his Latin heritage and miles of defined muscle. His impressive height has him towering over me in a way that makes me feel petite in his arms. My palms connect with his chest and he must sense the urgency coiling inside me, because he pulls me deeper into his hold.
“Come here, baby. I’m right here.” My body connects with his from knees to nipples. “I’ve always been right here for you even if we had to be separated. My heart and soul were always with you.”
Every cell in my body tingles with awareness.
Mirsha settles a hand on my lower back, but it is Luther urging me to go further. “Touch him, sweetness. Show him what you want.”
My brows arch with panic. What I want? I have no idea how to take what I want. I didn’t get past the planning of getting here and I’ve been too busy staying alive in my father’s world to date.
I can’t seem to breathe again and I have to force my lungs to relax before I pass out.
Urgency to feel skin on skin causes my hands to shake as I reach for Viper’s belt. But uncertainty has my hand pausing over his buckle.
I look between all three, but it’s Viper who cups my face and offers, “This works however you want it to work. Take what you need, baby. You never have to ask or be ashamed. Not when you are with us.”
Viper pulls his belt free and peels back the sides of his tuxedo pants to reveal himself to me.
Shock has me drawing in a harsh breath. I knew he would be big. The memory of the last time he was pressed between my legs hasn’t faded.
“Oh, sweet baby Jesus.” I drag the edge of my bottom lip between my teeth.
Luther and Mirsha chuckle softly on either side of me.
“My sweet, little Aster. Don’t be afraid,” Viper urges and takes my hand in his. We both groan when my fingers wrap around his hard, dripping length.
“God, you’re going to be our undoing in the worst way possible.” His head falls back against the tree and I take pride in making a man hardened by crime weak.
“Stroke him,” Mirsha urges and I follow the rough, growled command.