Free Tangled Innocence by Carrie Ann Ryan

her.
    She nodded then closed her eyes at his touch. She felt their
hands on her sides, their lips on her neck. Jace’s lips traced her collarbone
over her shirt while his large, calloused palm slid up her stomach to cup her
breast over her bra. A gasp escaped from her lips at the contact, his hand so
much bigger than hers yet so caring. So utterly sexy.
    She’d met Dante so young and had been hiding her desires for
so long because of where she’d come from that she’d never had a man touch her.
Damn, she’d been missing out on so much, but she also knew if she hadn’t
waited, she wouldn’t have had the two men who would make everything mean so
much more than a touch here with her now.
    She’d waited for a reason.
    She just hadn’t known until right then what that reason was.
    Dante’s lips were on her neck while his hand was on her
back, softly caressing. Finally, he moved so his lips brushed hers, and she
opened for him. It was not lost on her that he’d never kissed her more than the
whisper they’d shared the day before.
    She wanted more.
    She needed more.
    His tongue lightly touched hers, and she moaned. He growled,
the vibration going right to her core, and then deepened the kiss. His tongue
ring slid along the roof of her mouth, the intrusion sexy as hell. He put his
whole body into the kiss, the hard line of his cock pressing against her belly.
    Too soon, he pulled back and smiled, his eyes glowing with
the fire she’d seen before but had thought was just a catch of light.
    “Your eyes…” she whispered, and he grinned.
    “I’m a dragon, my sprite. I have fire in my blood, and right
now that fire wants you on that bedspread beneath me while I take you for your
first time.”
    “Don’t forget me,” Jace growled playfully behind them, and
she turned to face him fully, her dragon’s hands still on her.
    He leaned in and nipped her lip, the sting causing her to
moan before he devoured her mouth. Her men moved quickly then, stripping her
shirt from her body, the only time they would allow her mouth to be free from
one of them.
    They took turns kissing her, their hands never leaving her
unless they were taking the clothes from her body. While one would kiss her
mouth, the other would trail his tongue along her skin. She could tell the
difference between Jace’s broad, flat tongue and Dante’s, with the piercing on
it, immediately and loved knowing who was who even with her eyes closed.
    Dante moved away from her but kept his hand on her side. She
opened her eyes to see the two men staring at not her, but each other. No
matter how heated she got from their touches, the look just then scorched her
even more—or at least the thought that it would be the three of them. Jace grinned, and Dante moved forward. Their mouths
collided, their breaths panting. Nadie stood off to the side, but both men
still held her slightly, keeping her part of their embrace. They kissed each
other rougher than they did her, and she loved it. Loved the way their
relationship was unto itself and just as sexy.
    Possibly more so because she got to be the observer and
enjoy it with them. Was this their first kiss? Or at least their first time
together like this?
    Dante pulled back, his chest heaving, then moved back to
Nadie to kiss her again. She moaned, leaning closer, wanting his mouth on her
for longer, but he moved away. She was only alone for a moment before Jace’s
mouth met hers, and she opened for him. Her mind whirled, her body ready for
the next step as these two men took care of her.
    “Did you like watching that, honey?” Jace asked, whispering
in her ear. His warm breath slid across her neck, and she shivered.
    “Yes. Oh yes. Can you do it again?”
    Dante slapped her ass, and she started. She turned to him,
and he grinned at her. It wasn’t a funny grin, but one so full of promise and
hunger that she about came on the spot.
    Who knew a dragon’s intensity could do that?
    “We’re going to do that and more, my