Chapter Thirty-Nine
Later that afternoon, the hounds did as their master commanded.
I spun in a circle of my mates, kissing one while the other two slowly undressed me, then moving on to the next one over. The kissing circle went on until our clothes lay scattered on the rug. Then they lifted me between them and laid out on the bed. A tray of sexy food waited there. Among the strawberries, whipped cream, and peanut butter—I was actually excited about that last one—was a little electric pot full of melted chocolate.
Hooking his leg over my knee, Garret pulled my leg out to the side so that Gage could move between my thighs. Gage pulled the tray closer, within reach of Garret and Gideon, then bent his head to place a kiss on my belly. That simple touch sent shivers racing up my spine.
And then Gage picked up a spoon and dipped it in the peanut butter.
I lifted my brows. “Going right for the gold, eh?”
“You know how we dogs love peanut butter,” Gage said with twinkling eyes. “And how it takes forever to get the stuff out of our mouths.”
He brought the spoon down slowly and dragged it over my sex. What an odd sensation—slick and clinging all at once—and yet it made me moan. Gage massaged the peanut butter in lightly, then lifted his hand to lick his fingers.
It was hard to look away from Gage, but as Gage had been peanut-buttering me up, Garret had scooped a dollop of whipped cream onto my belly. He bit and sucked until he had me clean, his motions urging my body up into an arch. And Gideon, my naughty angel, went for the chocolate.
Gideon didn't drip chocolate over me but instead drizzled it along his shaft. My mouth watered as he offered me the chocolate-coated treat, holding his cock at the level of my mouth. I licked the tip and the flavor of Gideon combined with chocolate made me moan. Or was that Gage making me moan?
I had to look away from Gideon's chocolate cock because, just as promised, Gage wasn't wasting time kissing my thighs or teasing me with soft nuzzles. He dropped to his elbows and feasted. The sucking sounds he made as he tried to clean the peanut butter from my sex were so erotic that my thighs clenched around his broad shoulders.
And that's when something warm flowed over my left breast.
I looked over to see Garret drizzling chocolate over me. Then he was licking up the drips, going from the bottom up so they wouldn't reach the sheets. When he had most of my breast clean, his big hand plumped me, and he set to work on my nipple.
“Garret,” I sighed and turned my head back to my dessert. I opened my mouth and sucked Gideon in.
Chocolate and sex. Was there anything better? Maybe chocolate, peanut butter, and sex. I pulled away from Gideon to ask, “Could you add a little peanut butter?”
Gideon grinned. “Anything you want.”
As Gideon smeared a spoonful over himself, Gage lifted his head and said, “I told you the peanut butter was a good idea.”
“Less talking. More licking,” I said, then went back to sucking at Gideon.
“Yes, ma'am,” Gage drawled and did as he was told.
By the time I had Gideon clean, the other two had moved on to less obvious locations. Gage and Garret slid their hands over my hips, belly, and arms adoringly. They paused every so often to draw a strawberry over my skin or drip some chocolate on me. Whipped cream made another appearance as well. I felt like an erotic sundae.
All that action got Gideon jealous, and he pulled away from me before I could make him come. Dropping to the bed, he slid in beside Gage to kiss me. Our bond blossomed, and I suddenly tasted whipped cream. Easing back, I looked down to see Gage sucking at a whipped cream-covered nipple.
“I can taste what you're tasting,” I said to him.
Gage looked up and grinned. “The bond is getting stronger.”
“Or maybe we're gaining more control of it,” Garret said. “Did you want her to taste that?”
“I was just thinking of how delicious she is.” Gage shrugged.
“Then it's responding to our unspoken desires,” Gideon said.
“You know what this means?” Gage asked me.
“What?”
“It's only going to get better and better between us.”
“I already knew that.”
He chuckled and moved to his knees. “So cocky. Maybe I should give you a cock to go with that attitude.”
I frowned at him.
“What the hell was that?” Garret asked.
Gage winced. “I don't know. I was trying to be sexy. It just came out.”
We looked at each other, lips twitching, then all four of us burst out laughing.
When the laughter died down, Gage asked, “Are we trying too hard?”
“I don't think you can try too hard,” I said. “I love the creativity.”
“Food with sex isn't all that creative,” Garret drawled. “We're working up to the really kinky stuff.”
“Ooooh,” I said and sat up. “Like what?”
“Easy now, tiger,” Gideon said. “If you jump into the deep end, you miss the swim across the pool.”
“And you could drown,” Gage added.
The rest of us gave him horrified looks.
“Maybe you should not speak,” Garret said. “Like, at all.”
“Fuck you.”
“That was pretty bad,” I said.
“You totally ruined my proverb,” Gideon said.
“That wasn't a proverb. You just made it up.”
“It sounded like a proverb. I could start a trend.”
“With who? Your vast amount of followers on Instagram?”
I leaned back and watched my boys banter, a smile coming to my face. It didn't take them long to realize they'd left me hanging. A few seconds into the silliness, they let it go and refocused on me. But first, they put the tray on the floor. As much as I was looking forward to getting kinky with them, we didn't need it. It was enough for us to be together. To feel them sliding against me. To watch them kiss me everywhere. And then, at last, to experience that sublime physical connection. All at once or singly, it didn't matter to me. Each act was thrilling. Every moment magical.
As Gage moved inside me, his big body bowed over mine, Gideon slid beneath me and worked into my other entrance. I moaned and turned to look at Garret. With a smirk, he offered me the long, hard piece of flesh that no other woman would touch ever again. Happy in that knowledge, I sucked him into my mouth and hummed.
Paradise. And like a true paradise, it was eternal. My mates had transformed me, changing me from a sad shell of a woman into the person I was meant to be. She'd been inside me all along, but it had taken three men—three magical hounds—to bring her to the surface. And with them beside me, I would never lose myself again.