Lindsey’s Wolves(55)

“And, hon, this situation is fishy. Doesn’t feel safe to us.”

“What do you think a bunch of Christians are going to do? Kidnap me?” She almost laughed at the idea. Almost.

No one looked amused as she gazed back and forth at their faces.

Finally, Ryan continued. “We aren’t taking any chances.”

“And what do you propose doing? Are you going to stay with me at my place indefinitely? Waiting for these guys to show up again and ask me to return to God’s path? How do you think that might go over with Jessica, having both of you there?”

Silence. Again. Is that when they discuss things “behind my back?” During the quiet moments? The thought unnerved her.

“What?” She broke the deafening lull.

“Lindsey, mi alma, we … the three of us will figure out a place we can be together while we work out the logistics of the rest of our lives, but we aren’t going to stay in your apartment.” His voice trailed off.

“Kara mentioned you’d feel that way. I thought she was kidding.” Did they really expect her to just move out? Right this minute? And not return to her life as she’d known it? That’s what Kara did.

“Dead serious,” Ryan muttered as he began to kiss a trail from her ear to her neck. He would know she’d soften under his lips. In fact, her somewhat rigid body went slack almost immediately, pissing her off.

When he nudged the covers down her chest with his chin and kissed a line between her breasts, she warmed all over and couldn’t keep her mind on the anger she’d felt at his demanding method of handling her affairs.

“I can’t … just … move … out…” She moaned when his lips wrapped around a nipple and sucked, forcing her body to buck beneath his touch.

“Mmm. You’re delicious.”

“Don’t … change … the subject.” What was the subject?

“Just showing you where you belong, honey. In case you forgot the magic we have between us.”

Abruptly Ryan pulled away, leaving her trembling as the cold air of the room hit her wet nipple.

Her eyes went wide as both men jerked the covers away and stripped their jeans and T-shirts from their bodies.

Ryan lay beside her and pulled her to her side, lining their bodies up against each other. Her nipples grew harder as they brushed against his chest.

He leaned back in to claim her mouth in a demanding kiss that had lost all the gentleness of before.

Alex pressed into her back, sandwiching her between the two of them. With one huge, warm hand, he lifted her top leg and angled it over Ryan’s torso, effectively opening her up. His palm traveled the length of her thigh and butt over and over, warming her even further with his caress. His fingers brushed closer and closer to her center with each pass, until he paused entirely and ran two or three digits between her folds.

She moaned into Ryan’s mouth as Alex spread the evidence of her desire from his fingers to her clit. Ryan smoothly sucked her tongue into the recesses of his mouth.

She pulled back to catch her breath when he released the suction. How did they do this to her? Send her careening over a cliff so quickly. Hadn’t they been having a serious discussion not moments ago?

Lindsey tipped her head back and took deep breaths, leaving her neck open to Ryan’s tongue. Her nipple dragged against the slight hair on his chest and his hand crawled from her waist to her breast before deliberately molding the globe with his talented fingers and circling the tip teasingly.

The combination of Ryan circling her nipple and Alex circling her clit, drove her to frantic heights. “Please… Oh, ohh.” Lindsey reached first for Ryan’s hand and then Alex’s, squeezing each wrist in turn. She couldn’t wrap her mind around any other coherent words, but groaned loud enough to startle herself. Her eyes flew open as if she were awakening from a deep sleep. She pushed her hips forward and jutted her chest out, begging with her body for them to more precisely alleviate her of the building need.

Both men nuzzled her neck for a moment and then simultaneously pinched her nipple and her clit. That was the best benefit she could possibly think of for this telepathy thing between them. She knew it was always a choreographed action.

And it was effectual.

Her orgasm came fast and hard, shaking her body. The quivering inside her didn’t get a chance to subside before Ryan plunged into her to the hilt.

Trapped between both men, she couldn’t budge. Alex once again pressed against her thigh, holding her firmly against Ryan’s demanding staff.

She gasped for air when Ryan pulled out and thrust back in.

The presence of another cock behind her, pressed firmly against her back, drove her to wish for one second she was brave enough to throw in the towel and take both men at once—but only for a second. She couldn’t do that, and hoped they wouldn’t force the issue.