Free Tangled Innocence by Carrie Ann Ryan Page B

temptation. Her head fell back, and she didn’t know how much time passed
before she opened her eyes and found Dante above her, his face close to hers,
his body between her legs.
    He licked her lips then kissed her, the taste of herself on
his tongue surprisingly erotic. He pulled back too soon, and she whimpered.
    “We’re going to complete the bond, my sprite,” he whispered,
his voice gruff. “In order to do that, it’s not just me with you, then Jace
with you. Do you understand that?”
    She blinked, trying to clear the fog from her orgasm, then
looked over Dante’s shoulder at Jace, who stood at the end of the bed, the
tension in his body straining from the look of corded muscle.
    “You mean you and Jace as well.”
    Dante nodded. “Is that going to scare you?”
    She cupped his jaw and shook her head. “Why would it? It’s
beautiful. The two of you with each other and then with me? I see nothing wrong
with that. It might not be normal for others, but I know this will work for us.
I uh…just don’t know the order.”
    Dante snorted, his body shaking with laughter. “Oh, my
Nadie. I’m going to make love with you, then Jace will. Then Jace and I will
decide who gets to dominate first,” he said then looked over his shoulder and
growled. “We’ve yet to decide whose beast is on top.”
    Nadie giggled, surprised she could find anything funny while
she was naked beneath the man she’d fallen for and in need of both men in the
room to fill her.
    “Who says you have to decide? Can’t you just take turns?”
    Jace barked out a laugh. “See, dragon? Nadie understands
what you don’t. There won’t be submitting for any of us. Not even our sprite
here. I can picture her leading us by our cocks and having her way with us.” He
raised a brow. “Doesn’t that sound like a damn fine plan?”
    Dante rolled his eyes, the brow ring moving as he did so.
“Fine, I see I have no control here.” He lowered his head and nipped her lip.
“Ready, love?”
    She licked her lips, soothing the sting where he bit. The
laughter was gone now, just heady anticipation of what was to come.
    “Ready, my dragon.”
    He smiled at her endearment then moved his hips. The tip of
his cock breached her, and she stiffened under him, the sharp pain not as bad
as she thought it would have been, but still stinging. Jace was on the bed in a
flash, hands on her breasts, flicking and arousing. She melted, letting Dante
go deeper.
    Jace and Dante took turns kissing her as her dragon filled
her, and soon he was inside to the hilt, his body straining above her. She knew
he was holding back so as to not hurt her, and she was thankful.
    He was big, and she’d never done this before, so of course
it hurt, but she also had been horseback riding and using a vibrator long
enough that it wasn’t as painful as it could have been.
    Thank. God.
    When her inner walls finally relaxed around the girth of
him, she moved her hips, wanting him to join her.
    “Please, Dante. Please, my dragon.”
    He kissed her then, slowly, and pulled out of her. She
winced at the feeling, almost telling him to stop, but then he slid back in,
and she moaned at the sensation.
    “Do that again,” she panted.
    “Anything you want, my sprite,” he whispered, the soft growl
in his voice going right to her pussy.
    He pumped into her slowly while Jace rolled her nipples
between his fingers. They were both touching her, both showing her that she was
the center for them. Jace’s hand slid down her stomach to her clit, then he
smiled.
    “Come for me,” he whispered, and she did. Hard.
    She clamped around Dante’s cock, and he shouted her name as
he followed right behind her. She felt his seed fill her and a slow burn across
her chest. A bond, yes, it had to be a bond, snapped into place, and she
rejoiced in the feel of her dragon—the fire and warmth that came from Dante, a
swirl of sensation that told her she was home.
    Still panting, Dante pulled out, and Jace slid