Free Bound by Their Kisses by Marla Monroe

on, Tag.” Tessa lifted her eyebrows, showing a hint of tease.
    “Don’t worry about me, baby girl. I’m just fine watching you,” his friend said.
    Zander had pulled on his jeans though he was naked beneath and hadn’t bothered to button or zip them. The extra room proved essential as turned on as he was now after feeding her that strawberry and licking her mouth free of the juice from it. In fact, if things didn’t progress pretty damn soon, he was going to have a case of the blue balls. He was hard as brick, his need pulsing through his dick with each beat of his heart.
    “How long do you plan to let her soak?” he asked Tag in a soft voice.
    “A few more minutes is all,” Tag told him. “My balls are aching like a fucking bad tooth. She’s got my blood boiling lying there less than four feet from me without a stitch of clothes on. Add in the fact that she’s wet…well, you get the picture.”
    He couldn’t help it. Tag had a way with words when he actually said something. Yeah, he could commiserate just fine. Now all he had to do was last long enough that Tessa wouldn’t fuss too much when they pulled her out of the water. He didn’t want to screw things up when they were so close to claiming her.
    The minutes ticked by as they watched Tessa sip her wine and sample the fruit Zander had prepared for her. By the time she’d finished her glass of wine, he was ready to roar with frustration. Still, they sat and waited.
    “Which one of you guys is going to help me out and dry me off?”

Chapter Six
     
    Tessa didn’t have to wait more than a half second as both men jumped to their feet and dove for her together. If she hadn’t been so startled by their near frenzy in getting her out of the tub, she might have laughed at the sight. As Tag steadied her with his hands, Zander pulled an oversized bath towel from a warming bar and proceeded to dry her body, using gentle pats.
    “Bedroom, Zander. Now.” Tag moved past them into the other room.
    Zander chuckled. “I thought I was anxious to get near you. I think he’s about to explode.”
    Her nervousness suddenly returned. She’d been so relaxed and ready to explore whatever it was between them, but now she felt anxious again. Zander seemed to be able to tell. Instead of rushing her to the bedroom as Tag had insisted, he slowly bent his head and kissed her, dropping the towel between them and allowing his hands to cup her face as his tongue teased over hers. He moved his hands down her neck to her shoulders where he squeezed them before dropping them to her chest where he began molding and fondling her breasts.
    A small whimper escaped when he lightly pinched her nipples. They were already so hard and tight that the lightest of touches sent twitches directly to her clit. With the added pinch, her pussy contracted, releasing more of her juices to coat her inner thighs. Tessa couldn’t believe how wet she’d gotten in the few seconds he’d spent kissing and playing with her breasts.
    Without a word, Zander picked her up and carried her into the bedroom where Tag stood impatiently next to the bed. He’d pulled the covers to the foot of the bed while he’d waited on them. He snagged her gaze as Zander walked toward him. The intensity in his dark eyes made her shiver with anticipation if not a little worry. What was she getting herself into?
    I want this. I’ve wanted them for a long time. I’m just afraid that I’ll wake up one day and I’m back in the same situation that I was in before. They aren’t like that, though. I know they aren’t.
    Still, she had to take a deep breath and swallow down the sharp shards of fear that tried to warn her away from them.
    “Easy, Tag. She’s nervous enough without you glaring at her,” Zander told the other man.
    “I’m not glaring,” he protested in a deep rumble.
    Tessa couldn’t help herself. She laughed. “Sometimes you sound more like a dog or wolf than you do a man when you growl and make those