I did as he asked, inhaling like I was pulling on a bong. The smoke flowed into me as if it had a mind of its own, and I relaxed, easing back against his chilly body. The ache gripping my core didn’t exactly go away, but I didn’t care quite so much about it.
His mouth brushed the edge of my ear, murmuring comforting endearments, and I sighed as his hands came up to cup my breasts, teasing my nipples until they hardened. The arousing contact made my core heat even more, but the throbbing sensation changed, some of the power seeping out of me and easing the pressure just a little.
“Where did you go?” I asked when I could finally catch my breath.
“Just making sure we’re protected here. I’m not leaving you again, I promise.”
His teasing strokes at my breasts slowed, and he drifted one hand down my belly. Just as his fingers parted my folds and began to stroke, more footsteps sounded on the stairs. I stiffened, pushing back against him. “Someone’s here!”
“Shh. I know. It’s just one of the guys. Do you want to put something on before you meet him? I can tell him to wait.”
He kept stroking me, one finger lightly toying with my clit now. I didn’t want him to stop for anything. In fact, I desperately needed him not to stop. But my heartbeat raced as the steps moved higher up the stairs to the second floor. This was one of the five men Gray hoped I’d hit it off with, who might share me with him. Was I ready for this? Was he?
“He’s like you, right? A dragon?”
The footsteps paused somewhere beyond the doorway, at the top of the stairs, I guessed. I sensed he was waiting out there for me to agree to see him. But I wasn’t exactly in the right state of mind to entertain a guest.
“Yes. He’s here for you, April. To help you, to service you. And if you want him, to be even more.”
I squirmed, desperate for more, but he kept his touch restricted to my clit and my nipples. “If I say yes, will you hurry up and fuck me?”
Gray huffed a laugh against my neck. “I was going to fuck you anyway, but I think you’ll enjoy it more if he’s here. We’re nothing if not dedicated to pleasing our partners. You need this more than we do.”
“I want to see him now.” The words came out before I realized it. I couldn’t believe I was turning into that kind of girl, who was so desperate she’d invite a stranger to watch her get fucked. But then Gray wasn’t much more than a stranger, was he? What difference did it make who this new arrival was as long as Gray trusted him and he was willing to help?
The footsteps resumed. Through the open bedroom door, I caught a glimpse of a tall frame and the side of a pale, muscular shoulder with wet, dark blond hair brushing the top of it. He came fully into view several feet down the hall, and my breath caught. He was completely naked, as tall as Gray, and just as lean with smooth, rippling muscles completely devoid of body hair. But instead of dark hair and skin, he was fair with blue eyes, and he had a faint line of a scar that slashed across his chest just beneath his collarbone.
“That’s Murdoc,” Gray whispered when his friend paused in the doorway and waited. His blue eyes flashed with white fire for a second, and he licked his lips. His nostrils flared as he took me in, gaze fixing briefly where Gray’s fingers teased between my legs before his eyes lifted and met mine again.
Slowly, he dropped to one knee and bowed his head.
“I am at your service, mistress,” he said in a low, rumbly voice. Between his legs, his cock stiffened, stretching thick and long against his thigh.
“I changed my mind,” I said, my body heating with a fresh wave of pure, wild need.
Gray’s voice quavered slightly, his disappointment unmistakable. “Oh.”
“I want him to fuck me. Now.”
Murdoc’s head snapped up, his eyes blazing. Gray barked out a laugh. “In that case… Murdoc, get your ass over here.”
Murdoc rose to his feet with a wicked grin and stalked close, closing the distance in only a couple strides until he hovered over me. When he was close enough to feel the heat of his wet, naked body, I knew with utter certainty that Gray had been right. I felt the same connection, the same sense of unmistakable rightness about being near him.
He slipped a big hand behind my neck, tilting my head back so I was staring straight into his sky-blue eyes. “Tell me again, my sweet little morsel. Tell me what you want me to do.” He dipped lower until our foreheads met, and his lips brushed feather-light against mine.
His proximity stole my breath even more than Gray’s gentle, almost distracted strokes.
“Please fuck me,” I begged. His mouth spread into a delighted smile, and I felt his aura expand with pure happiness. Then his mouth was on mine, tongue pushing in, and he fell to his knees, hands gripping my thighs and hauling them up and around his waist.
His cock was incongruously hot when it rubbed against my folds. I bucked into him involuntarily, and he chuckled into the kiss, but he didn’t waste time with teasing. He shoved in hard and fast, grunting into my mouth, then releasing an agonized moan as he paused and held me tight against his hips.
Gray’s warm, solid body bracketed me from behind, his hands still holding my breasts, thumbs lightly teasing my nipples. Murdoc released my mouth with a sigh, pressed his forehead against mine again, and held perfectly still, his breathing shallow and fast.
“Sweet Mother, you are perfect.”
I hooked one hand behind his neck and with the other reached back and grabbed hold of Gray’s neck for leverage, lifting my hips to take Murdoc as deep as I could. His eyes flew open, and another half-smile pulled at the corner of his mouth.
“You are a hungry little thing, aren’t you?”
“Just fuck me already.”
In a smooth motion, he slipped his arms around me and stood, then turned and planted himself on the edge of the bed beside Gray. I sank down fully onto his cock with a gasp.
“Take what you need, sweet thing.”
My body was already moving, desperate to quench the ache. I combed my fingers through his wet hair as I rocked my hips, then pulled him into a savage kiss. He squeezed my ass with both hands, his grip slowing me and urging me into a steadier rhythm that he met with hard thrusts of his hips.
Beside us, Gray leaned close, lips grazing my throat, one hand stroking my back from neck to ass. He dipped his head down, and Murdoc leaned back to make room, lying flat on the bed as Gray took one nipple into his mouth and sucked. Murdoc kept hold of my hips, dictating the rhythm of our fucking. His thick shaft rubbed so perfectly against my sensitive channel I gave in and closed my eyes, surrendering to his control and to Gray’s hungry, sucking mouth.
When Gray slipped one hand between my thighs to tease my clit, my need ratcheted up. Then he teased his other hand down my ass crack, testing my limits with seeking fingers. I let out an incoherent moan and threw my head back, unable to tell him yes but hoping he was reading my mind as always. The second he sank a finger into my ass, I lost it, my orgasm blasting through me hard enough to see stars.
Murdoc sat up, capturing my mouth in another kiss, then Gray was there, offering his mouth next. I kissed them both as I rode out the pleasure with Murdoc’s cock pulsing in my pussy and Gray’s finger pumping into my ass.
When it began to fade, Gray held my gaze, watching intently. Murdoc lay back again, breathing hard and staring up at me with an awestruck grin.