Free Szereto, Mellanie - Two from the Triangle [Bewitching Desires 7] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) by Mellanie Szereto Page A

weren’t stranded on a cay in the Bahamas anymore?
    Warm lips touched her temple. “Feeling okay this morning?”
    Is Owen asking because we had sex? I’d remember that , wouldn’t I? No soreness nagged at her vaginal muscles. “Um, sure.”
    “I was worried you might have a headache from that nasty bump.” He kissed a line from her cheekbone to her neck. “I’m glad you’re all right.”
    The bump. The nightmare hadn’t been a bad dream. Kazmer really had tried to hurt her and her pilots with a violent storm. No, not my pilots. “I’m fine.”
    “Then I guess now’s as good a time as any to tell you Heath and I agreed to share you.”
    Her heart stuttered, and her brain tried to make the jump from his asking about her medical condition to suggesting a threesome. Too shocked to speak, she probably looked like a gaping fool.
    “You still want both of us, don’t you?” His fingers brushed a stray lock of hair from her forehead.
    “I...um...well...” She glanced at Heath, finding him awake and watching her. Running away wasn’t an option. Be brave for once in your life, Heléna! “Y–y–yes.”
    Lifting his hand from her breast, Heath ran his thumb along her jaw. The seriousness in the line of his mouth made her stomach roil. If he’d changed his mind, she’d never survive the rejection. “Are you sure ? Don’t say yes because you think that’s what we want to hear. I’d rather have the truth.”
    Confusion warred with relief. He thought she’d lie to him? Or maybe he thought she didn’t truly want him. “I’m sure. I want both of you. I need both of you.” Reaching for his hand, she tugged it back into place over her puckered nipple. Even through her clothes, his touch made her uterus contract. “Undress me. And undress.”
    Owen tossed back the blankets as he sat up. Hooking his fingers in her waistband, he eased it downward as he lifted her hips. Her panties slid with her skirt, and his lips curved into a wicked grin. “I’ve been dying to get my hands on your sweet ass.”
    His words set off another contraction. Desire flooded her entire being, burying her insecurities and inhibitions. Hormones swarmed every cell in her body. “I want more than your hands touching my ass.”
    One eyebrow rose as he slipped her clothes past her feet. Interest glowed in his intense gaze. “I’m up for more. What do you have in mind?”
    Glancing at a now-naked Heath, she saw the same curiosity. “I’m going to ride Heath’s cock while you fuck me from behind.”
    Heath frowned. “You want both of us in your pussy at the same time? That would hurt you, and—”
    She shook her head. “I want you both inside me, but not that way.”
    Owen’s cough and Heath’s wide-eyed stare told her they finally understood her meaning.
    Heath swallowed before he spoke. “Are you sure?”
    Looping her hand around his neck, she pulled him closer. “Yes.”
    A slow caress up her leg drew her attention to Owen. He traced a path along her inner thigh with his fingertips, and she spread her knees to give him full access.
    “You’re the most amazing thing that’s ever happened to me, Heléna. We’re not just sharing you — you’re sharing yourself with us .” He stripped off his breeches and then settled on his stomach with his face inches from her pussy.
    She didn’t have a chance to answer him when Heath covered her mouth with his. His groan vibrated through her jaw, scattering her thoughts. Too impatient to wait for his invasion, she pushed at the seam of his lips, aching for more of a connection. He met her tongue with a forceful glide, and she gave as good as she got. Every stroke drove her deeper into the well of passion she’d been denied last night.
    Last night? Their previous encounter seemed days ago. How had she survived so long without physically joining with Heath and Owen?
    Fingers spread her pussy lips, and Owen’s warm breath replaced a momentary rush of cool air on her clit. “Mm, you smell