Vivianna #3
“Oh, you wish you were so lucky to need protection from me.” I laughed.
Koit rolled over on his hands and knees and crawled his way over to me.
Normally, I wouldn’t have thought it was sexy, but he was letting his wolf out, and he had my full attention.
It might also be that I’d been left turned on and ready to go, thanks to Darius.
Even with the workout we just had, my libido was more than happy to pick up where I’d left off.
Finally close enough, he pulled my legs out straight and straddled them.
His body was warm against mine, sending shivers down my spine.
This close, his scent enveloped me with its notes of fresh ground coffee and a hint of cinnamon.
It took everything in my power not to let my body lean into him and rub my nose in the crook of his neck.
“Are handcuffs involved? That’s more Darius’s thing, but if it’s you, I might be talked into it,” he said, looming over me, his deep-blue eyes filled with humor and desire. “Or maybe I should show you my brand of torture.”
Before I could give him an answer, he dipped his head and ran his nose along the outer edge of my ear, causing me to all but pant at his closeness.
Never had I felt so attracted and turned on by a man with one simple move.
I reached out and placed a hand on his chest to push him away, but paused when he nipped my earlobe.
Taking that as a sign of encouragement, he nibbled his way up my ear a little before he pulled away, looking down at me.
“I would like to formally request to become one of your mates if you find me worthy,” Koit announced.
“What if I take Rik too? Would sharing a mate with your brother be weird for you?” I asked, not wanting to ruin anything between them.
“Nope,” Koit said with intensity in his eyes, his mouth hovering over mine. “I would be honored to share such a woman as you with my brother.”
Oh god, I’m in so much trouble. All I want is for him to just kiss me already. I found myself nodding as I fought through the haze of sexual tension whirling around us.
“Okay,” I said as I closed the space between us, my need finally winning out.
Such a way with words! Here he is, pouring out his heart, and you say—okay? We need to work on your sexy replies to a man who practically asked you to marry him.
Ignoring my wolf’s commentary, I focused all my attention on Koit.
He greeted me with his own desire but kept up the teasing game.
He managed to keep the kiss shallow, not allowing me to take the lead, dodging my attempts to deepen the exchange.
I gave up with a small growl, pulling back from him.
Without missing a beat, he followed, pushing my body on the floor with his.
I could feel the strong planes of his chest flex as he wrapped his arms around my back.
Nipping at my bottom lip, he coaxed me into releasing the final bit of control I was holding.
Finally getting what he wanted, he pursued me with the intensity and intention of a wolf.
He devoured me, clutching me to him until I couldn’t tell where I ended and he started.
Unwilling to be bested in this game, I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him down for better leverage.
I fought back against his attacks with my own, matching his head on.
I could feel in the back of my brain how pleased my wolf was, and she sent her own encouraging nudge to Koit’s wolf, ramping up the heat between us even more.
He slid his hands up, letting them rest on my ribs just under my breasts.
I moaned against his mouth at the teasing contact and rubbed my breasts against his chest encouragingly.
Obliging me, he slipped his hand under my sports bra and started kneading my breasts.
Not liking the restriction of the bra, he pulled his hands back from me to remove it.
My brain finally snapped into focus, and I grabbed what hair I could, pulling his mouth away from me. Koit snarled, his look defiant and his chest heaving.
“Don’t think because I accepted you that I’ll make it that easy,” I said, a smirk playing on my lips at his frustration.
I released my hold on Koit’s hair, and he lunged forward and snapped his teeth inches away from my face. “I was counting on it.” He then surprised me by leaning in and placing a gentle kiss on the hollow of my throat. “I am yours, my Dama; do with me what you will.”
“Dama?” I asked, creasing my brows.
“It’s an old term for the top female alpha,” Koit explained.
He pulled me up so I was sitting, his hands traveling back up to my breasts, pushing my bra up and letting them pop free of the restraint.
I whimpered as Koit teased my nipples with his nimble fingers.
Never had I felt my body so alight with need, and it was just being stoked hotter and hotter with the skills of this man.
It felt like an out of body experience, like I was getting lost as these men demanded that I give a piece of myself to each of them as I mated them.
I heard a tearing noise and didn’t realize it was my bra until I felt the fabric being pulled away from me. Seconds later, I felt a hot mouth latch onto my breast while a hand continued its attention on the other. Trying to ground myself, one hand found purchase back in Koit’s hair.
“This either needs to go all the way, and you finish what you started, or you need to walk away,” I said to Koit. His wolf answered for him, letting out a soft growl before he latched onto my lips again.
Oh my god, am I really going to mate with two men? What about Rik? I didn’t give him an answer yet. Will he mind that I took them before him?