“Cold?” he asked.
Shaking her head, she grinned, sheepishly. She was feeling a lot of things but, cold, was not one of them.
From the corner of her eye, she saw Brody and Cole move closer to the bed. She took a deep breath before catching their gaze. They both looked like they wanted to devour her, and the moisture pooled between her legs.
Without a word from her, Damon’s hand went there, softly touching her folds. Her gaze returned to him, and he smiled before slipping a finger inside her.
A moan escaped her throat and he moved down, placing a kiss on her inner thigh. She could feel his hot breath on her skin and ached for him to lick her pussy.
Before he did so, Brody caught her lips with his, and plundered her mouth with his tongue. Her body was tingling all over. She’d never had two mouths on her at the same time. And then, she felt a tongue on her nipple. Three hot mouths. She was going crazy.
Damon licked at her clit, sending small electric shocks pulsating up and down her spine. She wanted more but he continued to tease.
Cole tugged at her nipple with his teeth, gently biting then sucking, while his hand pinched and teased her other nipple. Her body quivered in pleasure.
Brody continued to plunder her mouth. He was an excellent kisser. If they gave out awards for the best kisser, Brody would certainly be the recipient. He spiralled his tongue around hers, drawing a response. She groaned. It was all she could do. With her hands and feet bound, she was restricted to accepting what the men were bestowing upon her.
For a brief moment, Brody’s lips left hers, and she whispered hoarsely, “Untie me. I want to touch.”
Chuckling, Brody shook his head. “Not yet, Sweetheart.”
She groaned and Brody caressed her ear with his mouth, slipping his tongue inside. It heightened her senses and she squirmed under the caress.