Kingsley kissed the other side, slow and possessive, his hand pressing into the small of my back.
I sighed between them, dizzy from their warmth.
Behind me, Keegan’s fingers hooked under the straps of my dirty tank top. His palms skimmed up my arms, reverent and teasing.
Kyle moved in behind my other shoulder, mouth pressed to my skin.
“You smell like a fireplace,” he murmured, teeth grazing my shoulder. “Still the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.”
I chuckled weakly, smacking his chest, and he blew me a kiss like the shameless wolf he was.
Then they started undressing me.
Slowly. Carefully.
Like they were unwrapping something sacred.
Keegan peeled my top over my head, mouth ghosting over my collarbone. Kyle’s fingers slid beneath the waistband of my leggings, thumbs brushing t
