Page 83 of Kiss of Embers
He straightened, giving me a lazy smile. “It’s cute that you worry about me, lass. I like it.”
“Well, I don’t!”
Finn folded his arms, his muscles bulging above his blue swim trunks. “She worries because you’re a menace on that surfboard, Struan. And because she loves you.”
Struan sobered. He tossed his hair from his eyes, flinging water. Then he tilted his head, a hopeful smile playing around his mouth. “I’m sorry for worrying you, Zara lass. Don’t be cross with me. Please.”
I sighed. We’d been mated for six months, and he already knew exactly which faces to pull to make me instantly forgive him. I was doomed.
Plus, he wasreallynaked. He’d probably done that on purpose to distract me. It worked every time.
I cleared my throat. “It’s all right. Just…no more surfing for a while?”
“No more surfing,” he agreed. Then he ran his gaze down my bikini-clad body. “But there’s nothing else to do on this island, so you’ll have to keep me entertained in other ways.”
Heat streaked to my pussy. I heard the catch in my voice as I asked, “Did you, um, have anything in mind?”
His lips curved. “Mmhmm.” He turned, gesturing to the wooden cabin tucked in a grove of palm trees. “I can show you if you want.”
My clit throbbed. “Lead the way.”
Finn grabbed me and Struan by the shoulders. “Channeling is faster,” he said, a hungry look in his eyes.
A dizzying second later, we stumbled into the cabin, the three of us giggling like fools as we pawed at each other. My bikini hit the floorboards. Finn’s bathing suit disappeared in a twist of smoke. Two sets of hands pushed me onto the bed, pressing me into the soft, white sheets.
Finn growled as he slid down my body, his erection bobbing against my thigh. “Fuck, I missed this.” Red eyes met mine briefly. “You’re never allowed to go to Maine without us again.”
My laughter turned into a moan as he sucked my clit into his mouth. “I was gone for aday.”
“Too long,” he mumbled around my sensitive flesh.
“Agreed,” Struan said, stroking lube over his straining cock. He stood next to the bed, his eyes burning as he watched Finn eat my pussy. “There’s no reason Finn and I can’t stay with you when you’re doing alpha things. We’ll be good. We won’t even leave the house.”
My eyes rolled back in my head as Finn pushed two fingers inside me. “I…okay, maybe you can come next time.” I’d ordered them to stay away while I handled the logistics of merging my pack with the Ashcrofts. The growing pains had been intense, and adding two possessive dragons to the mix hadn’t seemed like a good idea.
But things were working out. The moon sickness was gone for good. My people knew I’d made it happen. Did they love my new husbands? Not really. Then again, aside from a few cursory introductions, they hadn’t spent any proper length of time with Finn and Struan.
“We’ll grow on them,” Struan said, drawing my gaze. Flames danced in his eyes as he continued working his dick. “Like we grew on you.”
“You did,” I said breathlessly, an orgasm gathering. But I didn’t want it just yet. Grabbing Finn’s hair, I forced his head up. “I want you both inside me.”
Finn’s growl was probably loud enough to be heard the next island over. Although, Struan had insisted we had the place to ourselves. He’d spent the better part of the past six months dragging Finn and me on what he called The Best Honeymoon Ever.
“Get used to it,”Finn had told me under his breath as Struan sat before his laptop, credit card in hand booking yet another series of excursions.“Struan never met a vacation he didn’t love.”
I’d grown accustomed to hotel rooms, ski slopes, and sandy beaches. But I’d also fallen in love with the sprawling estate Struan and Finn called home in the Highlands. Maybe if I took a few pack members there in small groups, we could?—
Finn flipped me onto my stomach, and my thoughts scattered as he hauled me onto all fours and fingered me from behind.
“Oh…” I gasped, lifting my ass higher. His throaty growl accompanied the deep thrust of his fingers.
“Hurry up, Struan, before I explode.”
The bed creaked, and then Struan brought my head up with a gentle hand under my chin. On his knees in front of me, he gripped his cock and guided his erection into my mouth.
“That’s my good lass,” he murmured thickly as I sucked him deep, tasting salt and the sea. “All the way now, Zara. Good girl.”
Finn groaned behind me, his fingers continuing their dance over my pussy. The soft click of a lube cap reached me, and then warm liquid drizzled down my crack. I moaned around Struan’s dick as Finn pressed gentle fingers to my asshole.