Moonlight Temptation

by Stephanie Julian

  The anticipation made her skin tingle, waiting…

  Drowning beneath Dane’s kiss, she couldn’t catch her breath. Tearing her lips away from Dane’s, she sucked in a deep breath, only to have it catch in her throat when his lips moved to her neck.

  He bit her, stinging little nips that made her sex spasm and her hands slide around his shoulders to hold on. Her head fell back, giving his lips more space to roam.

  Heat poured from his body, seeping into her skin, making her long for skin-to-skin contact and one hand slipped into the collar of his crisp white button-down in search of it.

  As her fingers began a tentative exploration, it was his turn to shudder. He stilled, his breath a harsh rasp against the sensitive skin of her collarbone.

  She stroked her fingers into the indentation at the base of his throat, felt the motion beneath her fingers as he swallowed.

  His hands tightened on her hips until she swore she felt every single finger like a brand on her body.

  She smiled, knowing he responded to her every action.

  As his head lifted, she let hers tilt to the side, allowing her the angle to lick at his skin, dipping into that indentation.

  Salty, warm. She wanted to bite him.

  So she did. Opened her mouth over his throbbing artery and bit him. Not hard enough to hurt, or even to mark.

  Just enough for him to growl out her name.

  She was so intent on drawing a response from Dane that she missed Ryan’s approach.

  His hand on her shoulder caused her to gasp and draw in a deep breath. Possessive, Ryan threaded his other hand into her hair, lifting it away from her nape and putting his mouth on her skin.

  The heat coming off Dane’s body doubled as she shivered against him, her thoughts splintering, unable to process all the sensory information.

  Dane’s hands on her hips. Ryan’s hand in her hair, tugging her head back so she looked up at Dane.

  Dane’s eyes darkened as he watched her respond to Ryan’s mouth sliding along her neck.

  She wanted to close her eyes so she could wallow in the sensation but the look in Dane’s eyes mesmerized her. No man had ever looked at her like that.

  And she’d never shaken so hard with desire she thought she might pass out.

  When Dane lowered her to her feet, she wobbled for a second before Ryan wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her back against him.

  Ryan’s erection pressed like a hot iron against her ass and she arched her back until he ground his hips into her.

  “You like it, don’t you?” Ryan whispered in her ear, making her shiver as his breath shimmered across her skin. “The thought of the three of us together makes you hot, doesn’t it?”

  She could barely breathe, much less find the strength to answer his questions. She could only nod and press her body more fully against Ryan’s.

  “I want you to take Dane’s clothes off, honey. Go ahead, he won’t bite. Unless you ask him to.”

  The thought of Dane naked made her pussy ache. Her fingers curled into fists before she lifted them to the buttons on his shirt.

  With her eyes glued to Dane’s, and so very aware of Ryan’s solid heat behind her, she began to work the little white buttons through the holes.

  Dane stood so still before her and, if she hadn’t been able to watch his eyes, she might have thought he didn’t enjoy the feel of her hands on him.

  But his eyes burned, hard-edged lust written in the taut lines of his face and the bulge of his erection through his slacks.

  The man looked good in anything but the thought of stripping him out of his dress pants and shirt thrilled her like nothing else could.

  She slipped each disc through its neat hole, the material soft and silky against her fingertips. The urge to rip the obviously expensive shirt made her bite at her top lip to put it out of her mind.

  But just having him stand so quiescent before her drove her a little crazy. Dane would let her do anything to him right now.

  He’d—

  She gasped as Ryan’s hands slipped beneath the hem of her shirt and spread across the bare skin of her stomach. Every muscle in her body tightened and the scent of her own desire spread from between her thighs.

  “Don’t stop now, hon.” Ryan’s fingers stroked along the waistband of her low-rise jeans, dipping below to graze the band of her underwear. “It’s just getting interesting.”

  “Take the shirt off, kareto.” Dane’s voice was little more than a rough growl. “I want your hands on me.”

  God, that’s exactly what she wanted. Just as much as she wanted to feel Ryan’s hands on her naked skin.

  Grasping the shirt at Dane’s sides, she pulled it out of the waistband of his slacks and pushed it off his shoulders. To reveal the white cotton t-shirt beneath.

  So proper, almost Victorian, she thought with a smile. And the white provided such a contrast to his darker-toned skin.

  They stood so close, she only had to lean forward a few centimeters to be able to rub her cheek against the baby-soft fabric. The shirt was warm, heated and scented by the proximity to his skin. And the last barrier to her exploration of him.

  She tugged on the shirt and let her gaze drop so she could watch as his skin was revealed.

  The man had a six-pack. When he found time to work out, she didn’t know. But there wasn’t an ounce of flab on Dane. His abs were rock hard and finely delineated, a narrow line of dark hair reaching from his bellybutton to disappear beneath his pants.

  She needed him naked. Now.

  The compulsion made her shove his shirt up to his neck, her nails scraping along his skin, making Dane’s breath hiss between his clenched teeth.

  God, the man was beautiful, even more so in the light than she remembered from the dark last night in the woods. So…touchable.

  As Dane grabbed the shirt from behind and pulled it over his head, she laid her hands flat on his chest, her fingers weaving through the crisp, dark hair that covered his pecs.

  Just as Ryan’s hands popped the button on her jeans and slid the zipper open.

  Her eyes fluttered shut as Ryan pushed the tight denim over her hips and down her thighs, dragging her underwear with it.

  “Don’t let me stop you, baby. Just ignore me.”

  Which proved impossible as Ryan lowered himself to his knees so he could take off her battered black Chucks and strip her jeans and panties, leaving her naked from the waist down.

  A flush heated her face as Ryan’s hands cupped her ass then petted her from thighs to calves. Lust, hot and pure, made her tremble and clutch at Dane.

  “Open your eyes, Evie,” Dane commanded. “I want to watch you when you come. And you will, when Ryan puts his mouth on you.”

  Her sex contracted, aching to be filled. “Dane.”

  “Does it hurt, Evie? Ryan can make you feel better. Just spread your legs.”

  She obeyed without question, though Ryan helped her with his hands on the inside of her thighs, nudging her open until she felt cooler air brush against her lower lips.

  She shivered, though she wasn’t cold. Far from it.

  And when Ryan swiped his fingers through the moisture-laden folds of her sex, she thought she’d come right then.

  As Dane’s gaze held her steady, Ryan’s touch drove her crazy.

  His fingers played between her thighs, tormenting her with butterfly-light caresses. She wanted… No, she needed more. But she didn’t know what to say, what to do to make him give her more.

  “Dane, please. Ryan…”

  Ryan tweaked her clit, the sensation making her cry out as lightning-hot pleasure barreled through her. He followed it up by spreading her lower lips and inserting one finger inside.

  Just that blunt pressure was enough to make a short, sharp orgasm skate through her.

  “Aw, fuck, Evie.” Ryan stroked her on the inside, working another finger inside. Stretching her, making her want more than his fingers. “You’re so tight. You’re going to feel a
mazing wrapped around my cock.”

  Hell, it felt amazing now. She didn’t know if she’d survive if it felt any better.

  “No, don’t think, Evie.” Dane released her shoulders to lift her shirt over her head. “Just feel.”

  She wasn’t wearing a bra. Unfortunately she didn’t need one. Her breasts barely filled a B-cup but Dane stared at her as if she were a Victoria’s Secret model.

  “You’re beautiful.”

  She barely understood what Dane was saying because Ryan’s fingers were fucking in and out of her in slow motion. She felt every ridge of his fingers as her sheath contracted around them.

  But she heard the rough tone of it and that, combined with the stimulation of Ryan’s touch, would have made her whimper if her vocal cords hadn’t frozen.

  She could only stare into Dane’s eyes, let him ground her.

  Because if she lost complete control…

  She couldn’t lose complete control.

  Even though these men seemed determined to strip her of it.

  Dane cupped her breasts in his hands, completely engulfing them. He kneaded the mounds, his thumbs and forefingers plucking at her nipples, making her shiver. His gaze dropped to his hands and she felt the tension in her muscles intensify. Her breath caught and held in her throat.

  One man’s fingers inside her body. Another man’s on her breasts. She became a complete creature of sensation.

  Dane’s skin under her palms was suddenly too great a temptation and she curled her fingers into him, the tight muscles beneath flexing and bunching.

  As Ryan’s fingers continued to fill her, she leaned in and placed her mouth on Dane’s chest. She felt his reaction in the jolt of his body and heard it in the sharp intake of breath.

  Her lips parted and she licked the indentation between his pecs. She swore she tasted his control and his desire on his skin. She wanted to strip him of it, just as Ryan was stripping hers.

  And when she’d conquered Dane, she’d deal with Ryan. Who’d moved closer to lay opened-mouth kisses against her spine.

  Heat, desire, temptation. Her body shook with those emotions as she gave herself permission to surrender to these two men.

  Her moan was barely a whisper of sound but both men must have heard it. They each paused for a brief second and Evie drew in a deep breath. Waiting.

  Ryan responded first. Withdrawing his fingers from her sex, and making her gasp at the loss, he stood. And stepped away.

  No, that’s not what she wanted. She wanted—

  Dane grabbed her chin in one hand and tilted her head back so he could plunder her mouth and obliterate what little brain function she had remaining.

  His kiss devoured, making absolutely no allowances. His hands skated over her body as if he wanted to touch her everywhere at once. One hand on her ass, one on her breast. Both demanding a response, which she gave willingly.

  Behind her, she heard clothes being tossed away, a zipper releasing and the thump of shoes hitting the floor. Then Ryan put his hands on her shoulders and pulled her away from Dane and back against his naked body.

  His erection, straight and hard, pressed insistently against her lower back. His mouth settled on the curve of her shoulder and his tongue wet her skin with teasing strokes.

  Dane took a step away, his gaze taking in everything. The way Ryan’s arms slid around her shoulders, his hands covering her breasts to play with her nipples.

  He had a lighter touch than Dane, his fingers broader. And still sticky with her juices. Ryan plucked at her nipples before sliding down her stomach to pet the trimmed hair on her mound.

  Dane’s gaze followed Ryan’s hands, watched him use two fingers to isolate her clit then squeeze.

  She cried out, the painful pleasure almost too much to bear. Her clit throbbed, aching for release but Ryan tormented her without bringing her to orgasm. Her lungs couldn’t work hard enough, her sheath clenched in vain, needing to be filled.

  She reached behind her to grab Ryan’s hips and urge him closer, rubbing her ass against him in a way he couldn’t mistake.

  She wanted to be fucked. Needed it. But neither man seemed in much of a hurry to give her what she wanted.

  “Easy, baby.” Ryan bit her earlobe, hard enough to sting. “You don’t want this to be over so fast, do you?”

  “I want you to…”

  To what? What do you want?

  She wanted them to take her.

  “What?” Ryan’s voice held a note of command she couldn’t ignore. “Say it.”

  “I want you both to fuck me.”

  “Ah, babe.” Ryan’s fingers patted her mound. “All you had to do was ask.”

  In the next second, Ryan swung her into his arms and strode for the back of the house. Her arms circled around his shoulders automatically as she looked over his shoulder to Dane.

  Following close on Ryan’s heels.

  She didn’t have to guess where they were going. Only the bedrooms lay in this direction.

  She’d never been in Dane’s bedroom before but the room Ryan entered had to be it.

  Ryan didn’t stop to turn on a light but Dane did. A warm, low glow barely lit the room and provided just enough light for her to make out the dark blue paint on the walls, the crisp white bedding that shone like silk, and ebony wood furniture.

  The bed sat on the far wall, an ocean of white, easily big enough to accommodate the three of them.

  That’s where Ryan took her then tossed her onto it with a smile.

  She gasped and a quick laugh followed as she bounced once. She didn’t have time to do more though because Dane had walked around to the other side of the bed and grabbed her shoulders.

  The silk comforter allowed her to slide easily across until she stared up at Dane.

  “I want you to suck me. I want to sink my cock in your throat and have you get me off with your mouth. Tell me no, Evie.”

  She blinked. Oh God, she hadn’t thought she could get any hornier but his blunt words made her body ache to do exactly what he wanted.

  So she reached for him, ripping at the button on his pants and tearing at the zipper to get to the throbbing erection hidden behind the expensive cloth.

  The awkward angle and raging excitement made her hands fumble but Dane let her do it herself, his mouth a tight, flat line, his dark eyes narrowed to slits as he watched.

  She almost had him bared when Ryan spread her legs and put his mouth over her sex.

  Her cry echoed in the room as streaks of red-hot lust streaked from her clit to her womb and up her spine.

  Ryan didn’t ease her into it and he didn’t pause to let her catch her breath.

  He drove her up high and fast. His hands gripped her ass, lifting her into his mouth as his tongue worked her clit with devastating skill. He alternated soothing licks with sharp bites until she wanted to beg him to do it harder, faster.

  Just as she opened her mouth to do it, Dane moved onto the bed and straddled her shoulders. Positioned as he was, she couldn’t move her upper body but she could lift her arms to grab hold of his legs.

  As he reached for her, she was already lifting her head to take his cock into her mouth.

  Not too thick but certainly not thin. Perfectly proportioned to his long, lean body. Heated and flushed, he pressed against her lips. She opened to him, her tongue curling around the tip, licking at the underside. Taking him in, even as he took what he wanted.

  Silky-smooth skin slid against her tongue, filling her mouth with heat as Ryan blew a cool stream of air against her own burning flesh.

  Sinking further into a state of pure sensation, Evie felt her inhibitions release their hold on her. Freeing her.

  God, she wanted to come.

  “Kareto, your mouth… Ti desidero.”

  Dane’s voice made her mouth tighten around him, made her suck him harder. Dane controlled the motion of her head but she used every sexual instinct in her to drive him just as crazy as Ryan’s mouth was driving her.

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sp; Though there were two men on this bed, she didn’t feel overwhelmed or outnumbered.

  She felt…consumed. And she loved it.

  So when Ryan released her abruptly, she moaned her disappointment around Dane’s cock.

  And when Dane pulled away, she actually cried out, her eyes flying open to stare into his.

  “Say no now, kareto.”

  His eyes darkened, steadied. She knew if she told them to stop, they’d pull away. And leave her on the brink of the most amazing experience she’d ever had.

  She shook her head. “Don’t stop. I want this. I want you. Both of you. If you stop now, I will never forgive you.”

  Out of her sight, she heard Ryan’s rough laugh as Dane swung his leg over her and freed her upper body. As she rose to her elbows to protest, Ryan came up over her, trapping her between his arms and legs and bending his head to kiss her.

  Barely able to breathe, she sucked in air through her nose, Ryan’s scent fueling her lust in a different way than Dane’s.

  Ryan kissed her with no less intensity but without the edge of desperation she’d tasted in Dane. Ryan’s lips parted hers but where Dane devoured, Ryan coaxed. He played and teased until she felt like a boneless ball of liquid heat.

  Just as she was about to lift her heavy arms to wrap around Ryan’s shoulders, he pulled away, a grin on those gorgeous lips.

  “Hang tight, sweetheart. We’re just getting started.”

  He rose to his knees, winked at her, then grabbed her hips and flipped her onto her stomach. She had a brief second to laugh before he pulled her to her knees, spread her legs with his and filled her in one thrust.

  Her cry filled the room as he began a steady rhythm. Ryan’s hands held her hips steady as he fucked her with strong strokes. Her pussy clenched around him, happy to be filled at last.

  He felt like heaven, filling her, stretching her. Stoking the heated ball of lust in her belly.

  She wanted to rest her head on the bed and let sensation sweep her away but Dane suddenly kneeled in front of her.

  “Take me too, Evie.” The rough command in Dane’s voice made her sheath clench around Ryan, eliciting a groan from him. “Now.”

  She didn’t answer, just leaned forward to put her lips around his cock.