in our bed, and in between us all the time. But we are not greedy—we can certainly wait while you work.”
“Shit,” Sasha muttered and allowed her head to fall back against the couch. Their touch was driving her wild. She knew it would be like this, which is why she did not get close to them. Her body would have betrayed her like it was right now. Damn it, she wanted them, all of them.
“What is wrong, sweetheart?” Zade asked and palmed her breast through her shirt. Running his thumb over her straining nipple.
“We have danced around this for weeks, you know us, you have watched us, don’t lie,” Killian whispered closer to her ear and then took her lobe in his mouth and bit gently.
Sasha moaned and allowed them to continue their explorations, she had been waiting for his touch—it felt right.
“Will you trust us?” Killian said and she only felt her head nodding in agreement.
“Let's go to the bedroom,” Zade said.
“Can I just have a second,” Sasha said, she was not going to smell like a hospital wing, she could still smell it on her from just her visit with her mother. She needed a bathroom.
They showed her where to clean up and she shyly thanked them and then walked back into the living room. When she came out, they were waiting.
“We thought maybe you would like something to eat first,” Zade said smoothly and took her hand, guiding her back out into the living room.
They had really gone all out here, setting a seduction scene just for her. There were three glasses of champagne . S ome kind of chocolate dessert that had fruit, and little cakes with spears . Even the lights had been dimmed. The room looked like seduction at its finest. She was going to be in trouble with her mates and she knew it.
Her men led her to the side of the table next to each other, but they had changed. Both wore silky, black pants and no shirt, and Zade held out a matching robe for her and smiled. “We wanted you to get a little more comfortable."
Sasha grinned, and went back to the bathroom. Everywhere around it showed places where they had stored their belongings. There were two closets and theirs was full of boxes and clothes.
Both had their bathroom things laid out, and she sighed. This is what she wanted. Sasha quickly removed her clothes, leaving on just her lacy panties, cleaned up, and brushed her hair. She pulled it back in a sleek ponytail and then brushed her teeth. Putting on the silky robe that was laid out just for her it seemed. Yeah, my men came prepared, she thought. She tied the robe and looked one last time in the mirror. She felt sexy. Especially knowing they were waiting for her out in the living room.
Sasha walked back into the room and laughed when she saw them waiting for her. Zade and Killian seemed relaxed with each other, which was good and strange, they hadn't really talked about the two-mate thing, and she supposed they had better. There could be no jealousy between them.
Sasha cleared her throat and both men remained on the floor but turned to look at her. She grinned and joined them on the floor.
After a few minutes, Sasha said, “So, I think we should talk about the two-mate thing. I mean it's different, and I really want this to work.”
“We agree. We have talked and we think that if each of us gets our own time with you, and then together, we'll be good. For some reason, the thought of sharing you with anyone but Zade drives me crazy, but with him it seems—natural.”
Zade nodded. “I agree. I think we're going to be fine, take it one day at a time, and be honest with each other.”
“Okay, well, I honestly want to get naked with you. How's that?” Sasha said softly and looked at them with the desire they all felt.
She felt bold and wanted to claim her mates, so she crawled slowly toward her men. They were lying in the perfect position with their heads together and their legs stretched out. She leaned in and kissed Killian, softly exploring his mouth with hers,
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