Sought...Book 3 in the Brides of the Kindred series by Evangeline Anderson

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both to look at her.
    “Gorgeous,” Lock murmured, his admiration
radiating against her like sunshine. “So delicate and lovely.” He
looked up at her. “May I spread you open, my lady? May Deep and I
see your inner folds?”
    “I don’t understand why you need to,” Kat
protested feebly.
    “We need to know how far we have to go to
make you come,” Deep growled softly. “If you’re wet and ready it
might just be enough for one of us to touch you. Unless you want to let one of us taste you.”
    “No, I…not really,” she whispered. “All
right. Just…be gentle.”
    “Of course.” Lock and Deep exchanged a
glance and Lock said, “If we need to taste you, my lady, I will be the one to do it.”
    Kat was flooded with relief. If they had to
go that far, she wanted Lock to be the one who went down on her.
Letting Deep do something so intimate seemed dangerous somehow.
Like trusting a panther to lick your face instead of biting it off.
Not that she actually thought he would hurt her. He was just
so intense it was frightening…overwhelming.
    “All right,” she whispered again and tried
to relax as she felt Lock gently part the lips of her pussy. She
jumped slightly when he stroked a fingertip over her swollen
clit.
    “You’re wet, my lady.” His deep voice was
thick with lust and she could feel his desire filling her.
    “Wet but not wet enough,” Deep said in a
dangerously soft voice. “You need to be tasted, little Kat. Need to
have your pussy licked.”
    Kat’s entire body was so tight with tension
she felt like she was going to burst. “You’re sure?”
    “Positive.”
    “Deep is right.” Moving down the bed, Lock
positioned himself between her legs. “Open yourself for me, my
lady. Don’t worry, I’m just going to kiss you.”
    Biting her lip, Kat watched as he spread her
thighs wide with his broad shoulders. Beside her, she could feel
the muscular bulk of Deep’s large body. His cock was hard and hot
against her thigh and the dark spice of his scent made her
dizzy.
    “Watch him,” he growled in her ear. “Watch
Lock open you. Watch him taste you.”
    It was the same thing he’d said during their
last joining when Lock was sucking her nipples. “Why…why do you
always want me to watch?” Kat demanded breathlessly.
    “Because then I know you can’t deny it, even
to yourself.” Deep stroked her cheek, his large hand surprisingly
gentle. “If you watch, you have to admit it’s really happening,
little Kat. And that you’re really enjoying it.”
    Kat had no answer for that. She watched,
mesmerized, as Lock parted her pussy lips once more and placed a
soft, open mouthed kiss on the throbbing button of her clit. “God!”
Her back arched as pleasure raced through her. But she needed
more…much more. Lock seemed to understand.
    “I need to lick you, my lady,” he murmured,
looking up at her. “May I have your permission?”
    “Tell him yes,” Deep directed her in a low
voice. “Say, ‘Yes, Lock, I want you to lick my pussy.’”
    Kat felt her entire body heat with a blush.
“Why should I have to say that?”
    Deep tilted her chin towards him and looked
into her eyes. “Because you need to admit you want it. Admit you need it. And because I want to hear you say it. Go on.”
    “I…” Wetting her lips, Kat forced herself to
speak the words. “Yes, Lock, I…I want you to lick me.”
    “’To lick my pussy,’” Deep corrected her.
“Say it right, Kat. Tell Lock what you want.”
    He still held her eyes with his own and she
felt helpless to look away—helpless to disobey his orders. “Lock,”
she whispered, looking at Deep as she said the words. “I want you
to…to lick my pussy. Please.”
    She felt a surge of lust from Deep and he
growled with approval. “Very good. I didn’t tell you to add the
‘please’ but it was a nice touch.”
    “I will gladly taste you, my lady,” Lock
murmured. “I’ve wanted to do this since the first moment I laid
eyes on