THEIR_VIRGIN_PRINCESS(34)
“Answer me, Alea. Do you really want to be away from us? Because I think you’re lying. I can see your nipples. They’re hard.”
Damn it, she should have worn a sweater. She crossed her arms over her chest. “It’s because I’m mad. They’re not aroused nipples. They’re angry nipples.”
“I’m going to teach you not to lie, Alea. Those are lonely nipples. Those are aching nipples. Do you want to know what I’ve got planned for them?” His voice had gone husky.
A hot denial sprung up inside her, settling between her legs, and she wondered if she was fending him off or just baiting the bear. “You’re my guards. You’re supposed to keep my body safe, not touch me. No, wait. You aren’t my guards. I’m firing you right now. You can’t talk to me like that.”
“We are your guards, according to Tal. He signs our paychecks. And I’m going to talk to you this way a lot from now on. We’re not going to let you dismiss us anymore. There’s something between all of us. Chemistry like this doesn’t happen often, and I’ll be damned if I let you keep shoving that aside just because you’re too scared to see where it leads, Princess.” Dane’s voice sizzled over her skin, an unavoidable reminder of the heat scorching through her.
“He’s right. I’ve never felt anything like this.” Landon was suddenly behind her, his voice a hot whisper on the nape of her neck. “I can’t just walk away from it. I want to be around you. With you. Inside you. I want you to work with us to make this whole thing good.”
Alea stifled a moan bubbling in her throat at the feel of them so close. “There’s no ‘thing.’”
She’d meant for that statement to come out in a firm voice, but it just sounded breathy and sensual. They weren’t touching her, but for the first time, she wanted them to. She’d lost it last night when Coop had grabbed her just before… But what if he hadn’t? What if she’d kept her head? What if they took everything really slowly? Maybe she wasn’t totally broken and her body could actually respond if they told her what they planned to do, prepared her mentally first. Maybe.
“There’s more than a little something between us, baby,” Coop said, sitting up now, his previous laziness shoved aside. “It’s real, and we’ve all been dodging it. I’m done with that.”
“I am, too.” Dane’s words sounded like a vow. “So now I’m going to tell you exactly what I want to do.”
The desire shimmering from those blue eyes made something in her belly jump and tighten. If what he had to say was half as hot as his face suggested, she wouldn’t be able to handle it. “Don’t. Please. I’ll sit back down.”
“Ah, we’re back to bargaining.” Dane’s hair was just the slightest bit shaggy, and she loved the way it curled around his ears as he looked down at her. “I think we have another couple of minutes before takeoff, so I’ll elaborate. First, I want to look at your breasts, Alea. I want you to take your shirt off and show them to me. I want you to cup them with your hands and offer them up.”
She shook her head even as the heat inside her surged. “I can’t do that.”
“He’ll tell you how beautiful they are,” Landon continued. “We all will. We’ll sit and watch them for a minute because none of us will be able to take our eyes off you and your gorgeous, full breasts.”
“They aren’t. They’re small.” Why was she talking about herself? She should be shoving them away and firming up boundaries. But no, she was standing there and arguing over the size of her breasts. And practically feeling Dane’s hands on her, even though he wasn’t touching her.
“No. They’re the perfect size, baby. They’ll fit right in the palm of my hand. I don’t think I’ve ever seen breasts as beautiful as yours. Tell me something, Princess. Did Cooper get his mouth on those nipples last night?”
She shivered, remembering everywhere Cooper had put his mouth. “No.”
“I barely touched her breasts. I just ate that pussy like it was the tastiest treat I’ve ever had.” Cooper edged closer to her. “You tasted so good, baby. I’ve had a hard-on ever since, and no amount of masturbation satisfies my cock. I want you.”
The idea of Cooper touching himself while he thought of her sent another wave of arousal through Alea. She actually wanted to touch him, to see and feel him all over. Their words were turning her into a woman she didn’t know, one who ached to do and feel everything they murmured in her ear. Would they let her explore without asking for anything in return? Likely not. Men seemed geared to take from women. These three had proven they could be polite and kind, but she was sure in the bedroom, Dane, Lan, and Coop would be like other men.