Free Edwards, Willa - Midnight Mirage (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) by Willa Edwards Page B

could hear the smile in Gabe’s voice, but when she opened her eyes a slit, all she saw was Lincoln’s intense stare, his dark head dropping in an agreeing nod.
    “I’m sleeping.” Mallory slammed her eyes shut again, pretending to fall back asleep, though sleep was the last thing on her mind.
    “Then we’ll just have to wake you up.” Lincoln’s voice was husky with desire. His fingers smoothed along her neck, traced her collarbone, and explored farther. Her entire body sizzled liked she’d been covered from head to toe in champagne.
    Mallory’s eyes fluttered open on a moan, the sensation of her nipples being fondled, and pinched rousing her awake faster than a cheer in the dead of night. This was definitely the way to wake up. Her body shifted, pushing into their caresses, demanding more.
    Mallory didn’t allow herself to think that this might be the last time she woke up this way. There was no point in focusing on the future when the present looked so good.
    “Your nipples seem to have woken up.”
    Gabe’s elegant accent dotted each word, the sound alone enough to make her wet all over again. She looked up to meet his warm honey eyes. A cocky, crooked grin, exemplifying his leading rock star persona, covered his face. His hand stroked her breast, twisting the very tip between his talented fingers.
    Gabe’s warm body circled her left side. The hard muscles of his stomach and chest pressed up against her own flush form. His knee pushed between hers, opening her to the cool air, the soft breeze brushing across her tender, damp cunt. She rolled her head on the fluffy down pillow toward the heat and touch of Lincoln, on her other side. His hand gripped her closest inner thigh, massaging with deep, penetrating fingers, his hold moving in tandem with Gabe’s touch.
    She’d imagined being with two men occasionally, never with any real intention of fulfilling the fantasy. She was sure many other women did the same. Now that she had, Mallory knew all those other women were dead wrong. She’d been wrong. There was no way anyone could imagine the intoxicating sensation of having two men at once. Even the differing movements of these two men’s hands running over her body was so erotic and overwhelming, she thought it might be possible for her to come by the sensation alone.
    But it was more than just sensations. More than hands and tongues and cocks. The most addictive part was the look in Lincoln and Gabe’s eyes. Her heart skipped a beat at the emotion that radiated from their gaze, as if she were the center of their world, the most beautiful woman in the world. She’d give anything to make it last, to keep this feeling, but she knew it would come to an end. All good things do.
    Gabe leaned over, pinching her nipple hard as he whispered into her ear, “Ready for more?”
    She moaned, both from the sensation and words whispered into her ear, thrusting her chest forward for more. Gabe groaned with her, gripping her tighter, while Lincoln’s fingers smoothed along her thigh, racing up to graze her pussy. Only the tease of a caress. Gabe lifted his head to meet his friend’s gaze over her naked, flushed body. Her breath desperate and panting as the two men smiled in unison. Their appreciation vibrated through the air, as if her cries were a new hit song they’d never heard before.
    “I think that’s a yes, Linc.” Gabe’s hand brushed down her stomach, zipping electricity along every nerve.
    Lincoln nodded, sweeping soft, teasing strokes along her clit and lower lips, pushing his fingers inside her. Her body tightened against his seductive assault, heat blooming beneath their touch.
    Her thighs closed together, hoping to find the friction she needed, desperation controlling her body as well as her mind. Both of the men surrounding her instantly responded to her reaction. Lincoln jammed his finger deep into her sensitive pussy, forcing her back to arch as she pushed against him. Gabe’s hand yanked her legs