Rules of Desire: Protecting Erin(7)

Erin looked back at Jared and Reese, who both rose and began clearing the table, snatching her plate from her hand before it spilled. “Your brother’s a lunatic.”

Jared frowned. “Why? Because he wants you? We all do, but we’re doing our best to be gentle with you.”

Erin appeared stunned. “The doctor said I’m fine. What the hell have I ever done or said to make you think you have to be gentle with me?”

Lifting her to the table, Duncan rose, bracing a hand on either side of her and bending to touch his lips to hers. “Do you have a problem with us wanting gentle? You did just give birth, and in case you’ve forgotten, you have three husbands. And not one of us is like the city boys you were used to.”

He scraped his teeth over her bottom lip, tightening his hands into fists in an attempt to resist the urge to bend her over the table and fuck her hard and deep.

“We’re rougher and more primitive. Raw instead of refined.” He grabbed the hem of her cotton shirt, lifted it over her head, and tossed it aside. “If we all took you as often as we want to, you wouldn’t even be able to walk. You gave birth to our son, and we want you more than ever, but it’s a little early to make too many demands on you.”

Sliding her hands into his hair, Erin smiled a seductive smile that went straight to his cock. “I’m fine.”

“You’re more than fine.” Knowing she would be taking one of her bubble baths, Duncan removed her bra, bending to gently lick her nipple, the faint taste of milk a sharp reminder of just what she was to him. Lifting his head at her gasp, he flattened both hands on her back. “Delicious. God, I love you.”

Erin tried to cover her abdomen as Duncan lowered her to the table and began to strip off her leggings.

It had become a habit with her since the birth of William—one that Duncan desperately wanted to break.

Irritated that she felt the need to hide the changes in her body from them, Duncan tossed her leggings aside and made quick work of her panties, ripping them in his haste. “I don’t like that you try to cover yourself.” He gripped her wrists, moved her hands aside, and bent low, kissing her abdomen and tracing his tongue over her stretch marks. “We gave these to you—and you let us because you love us. They’re ours and a reminder of that love. You know how much we love you. How you can think this isn’t sexy as hell I have no idea.”

Hooking her knees over his shoulders, he dropped into his chair again and worked his way lower, parting her folds and sliding his tongue through her slit, reveling at her soft cry of pleasure.

Now that he’d distracted her, he shot a glance at his brothers, who each bent to nuzzle a breast. Scraping his teeth over her inner thigh, he smiled when she shivered. “Must be hormones affecting your brain.”

Anticipating her reaction, he firmed his hold and focused his attention on her clit.

She didn’t disappoint him, but he was pleased that it took several long seconds before his words penetrated.

“What? Hormones?” She kicked at him, but when he sucked harder at her clit, she dug her heels into the back of his shoulders. “Oh God. Duncan!”

Smiling as he eased back, he looked up to see that Jordan and Reese each held one of her hands as they gently stroked her nipples. “Quiet. You’ll wake the baby.”

Watching her, he stroked his thumb lightly over her clit, giving it just enough attention to keep her aroused but not enough to allow her to go over.

Confident in his knowledge of his wife’s body, Duncan smiled. “So who called you today?”

Once again, Erin didn’t disappoint him. “You did this on purpose. Bastard!”

Chuckling, Duncan stared down at her, his heart swelling with love while his gut clenched at the thought of her missing her life in the city. “Nope. My parents are married. Who called you?” Changing the position of his hand, he thrust his finger into her while still manipulating her clit.

“Just. An. Oh God! Old. Colleague.” Writhing on the table, she moaned hoarsely, her juices coating his fingers more with each passing minute. “Please, Duncan.”

Jared brought her hand to his lips. “Male or female?”

Squeezing her eyes closed, Erin pressed her thighs against Duncan’s shoulders, lifting herself into his ministrations. “Male. Oh God. I’m gonna come.”

“Not yet you’re not. Why did he call you?” The sight and sounds of his wife writhing in pleasure had Duncan’s cock throbbing, but he wouldn’t take her until he got the answers he needed.

“I can’t think! Oh God. Please!” Pumping her hips in demand, Erin kicked at him again, her blue eyes shooting sparks.