chapter 36

Sable

My legs are straining in Dare’s grasp, my hips rocking against his face as he licks me, my entire body undulating on the bed as I try to ride out the feelings overpowering me.

This is my first time. I don’t know what I’m doing. But then again, I don’t have to know. These men are so attentive to my every reaction that all I have to do is lie here and feel. Let them take care of me.

And they want to. That’s obvious in every touch, every kiss.

I let that thought dispel any nerves I might have otherwise, allowing my legs to go pliant in Dare’s grip. He gives another satisfied growl low in his throat and spreads my thighs wider, giving himself access to every bit of me.

Trystan draws away from my mouth, but Archer is right there to take his place. My entire body is tingling, burning, humming with sensation, and I’ve lost track of whose hands are where.

But when the orgasm finally comes crashing over me, I know exactly where Archer’s hand is, because I squeeze the shit out of it as a