Anchor of Secrets by Tessa Hale
35
My breath stutteredin my lungs as Ronan’s eyes sparked gold. He swallowed hard. “You’re sure?”
Declan dipped his head to meet my eyes, questioning. I nodded, my heart hammering against my ribs.
“We’re sure,” Declan said.
Ronan slowly closed the door. The snick of the latch and flip of the lock sounded like cannons in the quiet room. Ronan prowled across the floor. Each step sent my heart fluttering into overdrive.
He came to a stop behind me as I still straddled Declan’s lap. He traced a finger up my spine. “She’s tender. We need to be gentle with her.”
Silver flashed in Declan’s eyes, his hand slipping beneath my T-shirt. “Baby, was he rough with you?”
My mouth went dry, words escaping me.
“She likes orders,” Ronan purred.
Heat gathered low as my core tightened.
Declan grinned. “Let’s see how well she can take them.”
“Sounds like a fun game to me,” Ronan agreed, his hand dipping beneath my hair and squeezing. His other hand stroked through my strands. “So beautiful, like the richest fire.”
My breaths came faster.
Declan’s fingers traced designs on my stomach, making me shiver. His hands fisted in my tee. “May I?”
My core clenched. Only Declan could make that simple question a turn-on. I nodded, struggling to breathe normally.
“Lift,” Ronan commanded.
My arms went up.
Declan peeled the T-shirt from my body, sending it sailing to the floor. His eyes zeroed in on me, flaring. “Leighton…no bra?”
I bit my lip. “I was in a hurry.”
I’d had to change out of Ronan’s clothes before we went to dragon lands, and I’d been in a rush.
Declan traced a finger from my chin, down my neck to circle my breast, then my nipple.
Ronan reached from behind, palming my other breast. “Isn’t she beautiful?”
Declan’s eyes went hooded. “The most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.”
His head dipped, taking a peak into his mouth and sucking gently.
A whimper left my lips as I rocked against Declan. His hard cock pressed against my center through my joggers. I couldn’t stop seeking more.
“So greedy,” Ronan purred in my ear, nipping the lobe.
Declan released my nipple. “I think I like her greedy.”
He moved in a flash, lifting me off his lap and depositing me onto the bed. His hands went to the waistband of my sweats. “Need to see all of you.”
“Yes,” I breathed.
Declan shucked my joggers and panties in one swift tug.
Ronan simply watched. He palmed his dick through his sweats as he gazed down at me. “Think I could come just staring at her.”
Declan grinned. “But what a waste that would be.”
Ronan put a knee to the bed, his fingers tracing over my skin. “Let’s take care of our girl.”
My heart spasmed at our girl. Not just because I loved being claimed by them, but because Ronan was claiming me for the both of them, bringing the brothers together for the first time in years.
“I think she’s earned that,” Declan agreed as he sank to the carpeted floor.
He pushed my thighs apart, lifting my legs and depositing them on his shoulders.
My back arched, everything in me spinning tight.
Ronan’s fingers traced my nipples. “So responsive, just following those beautiful instincts. Perfect.”
Wetness gathered between my thighs.
Declan grinned, simply watching. “She loves that praise. Think she might be able to come just from words alone.”
I whimpered again.
“She wants you, brother,” Ronan encouraged.
Declan’s eyes went silver. “She has me.”
His fingers parted me, and his tongue flicked out. He teased and toyed, circling that spot where I wanted him most but never quite getting there.
My hips bucked, trying to get what I needed.
Ronan tweaked my nipple, sending a spark of sensation coursing through me. “Be still.”
My body trembled as I fought the urge to move. “Please.”
“Listen to that beautiful begging,” Ronan purred. He bent, his tongue laving my nipple.
Declan slid two fingers inside me, and I almost wept with relief. The need to be filled was so intense, I’d never felt anything like it. My hips rocked.
Ronan nipped the peak of my breast. “Still.”
I let out a sound that was more animal than human. A sound that begged for release.
Declan’s fingers curled inside me, hitting a spot that had black dots dancing across my vision.
“She loves that,” Ronan said, his voice going gritty.
Declan hit the spot over and over, fingers twisting and curling.
A pressure built everywhere. Blood roared in my ears.
“Now,” Ronan demanded.
Declan’s lips closed around my clit, sucking hard as Ronan bit down on my nipple.
I cried out as that pressure released in a flood. My core clamped down on Declan’s fingers, but he kept stroking, wringing out wave after wave from my body.
My vision tunneled, and then there was nothing but black.
* * *
“You seriously knocked her unconscious?”Colt clipped.
“I’m fine,” I argued from my spot, curled on the couch.
“You need to eat more,” Dash ordered. “Your blood sugar got too low.”
Ronan’s lips twitched as he glanced at his brother. “Not gonna lie, this has to earn us some bragging rights.”
I grabbed a pillow and threw it at him. “You’re the worst.”
Declan’s arms tightened around me from behind. “You’re sure you’re okay?”
“I was out for like two seconds.”
Although, passing out from the force of my orgasm was a little embarrassing. Declan and Ronan had freaked. But I would do it all over again.
Ronan lifted my feet and put them in his lap. “We gotta take it easy on our little firecracker. Wouldn’t want to break her.”
A sound came from the chair across the lounge. Trace’s eyes had gone pure bright purple. He shoved up and stalked out of the room.
I bit the inside of my cheek. “Is he okay?”
Dash looked in the direction of the door. “I think his demon’s been on edge lately.”
My stomach twisted. I knew what that meant. He’d go searching for release. And soon. It made me feel sick.
A ringing sounded, and Colt pulled out his phone. “Carrington,” he answered.
He was quiet for a moment, but his face went stormy. “Where?”
More silence.
“How long?”
He began to pace.
“Keep a fucking close eye and report all movements.”
Colt jabbed a finger against the screen.
“What now?” Dash asked.
Colt’s gaze came to me. “It’s your mom. She’s here in Emerald Bay.”