Claim Me (Body Scenes 4)

Jane tried to placate both of them with a flippant, “Trust me, there’s plenty of me to go around.”

“There’s hardly anything to you at all,” Jude said as his large hands circled her biceps and he pulled her closer to him before he kissed her passionately, his tongue sweeping inside her mouth to tangle with hers.

It was a hot, demanding kiss. One that seared her to the core of her being and sparked deep, dark desires.

She shifted while still kissing him and straddled his lap, her short skirt hitching up a few notches. Her arms wrapped around his neck and his encircled her waist. She pressed her upper body to his and felt all of the rigid muscles against her soft curves.

The need to ease his woes rose within her once more and she deepened the kiss, boldly thrusting her tongue into his mouth and taking over the kiss. Only for a short while, of course. Alpha that he was, he took back the control, which thrilled Jane again. The push and pull was sinfully delicious and it superseded myriad negative emotions evoked by being so close to him.

When they finally came up for air, Jane was lightheaded and ridiculously turned-on. She felt less of a strain on Jude’s soul too, which was encouraging. She’d succeeded in passing on some of Cray’s carefree attitude.

She climbed off Jude’s lap and returned to Cray. She deftly unbuttoned his shirt and splayed her hands over his bare chest. She let out a sigh of genuine appreciation.

“I guess if a girl has to be involuntarily imprinted upon, she couldn’t ask for two hotter imprinters.”

Cray grinned. “Nice to see you’ve finally come around.”

“Like Jude said, what choice do I have? Besides…” She shoved the material over his wide shoulders and down his heavily muscled arms. “I never would have moved on from Sean if you hadn’t come for me.” Shooting a quick look back at Jude, she added, “And maybe I can help you get over Celine.”

He seemed to work down a lump of emotion lodged in his throat, but then he nodded.

She returned her attention to Cray. “You’ve never had a broken heart.”

“No ma’am.”

“I’ll be very careful not to change that.”

His lips grazed her temple as he said, “You don’t have to tiptoe around us. We’re more than aware of the difficult situation we’ve created. We both suspected the outcome before we agreed to come here for you. In theory, one of us should have stood down, but in reality… That’s not possible when you feel like this. So we have to make it work.”

“The three of us?” she murmured as his warm lips swept over her skin, across her cheekbone, then down to her mouth, where he nibbled one corner.

He whispered, “It might be kind of hot.”

A soft laugh escaped her parted lips. “I don’t think there’s any question.”

He groaned again, the sound low and sexy. It reverberated deep within her. “Good thing you’re not human.”

She thought of the multiple ways in which these two men might pleasure her and, for the first time, didn’t miss being human. “Definitely do not let my size fool you. Or deter you in any way.”

“We’ll keep that in mind,” he said in his sensuous voice. Then he kissed her. Tenderly and certainly with a different sort of intensity than Jude exuded. But it was no less explosive.

Jane’s inner walls squeezed tight, making her desperate to feel Cray’s cock inside her. Jude’s too. She craved them both.

Cray held her tightly, their bodies melding together again. Her fingers twisted in his tousled hair, the strands silky against her skin. She longed to feel her bare breasts against his chest and was relieved she didn’t have to break the kiss to tell him as much. He must have wanted the same thing, because he reached for the zipper at the middle of her back and slid it partially down the track. He peeled away the bodice of the dress and then gathered her close to him again.

Her hard nipples pressed to his hot flesh and Jane tore her mouth from his, despite her previous reluctance to do so, and gulped down a hearty breath of air. The skin-on-skin contact was nothing short of electrifying.

“Oh Christ.” Her chest heaved and she tingled from head to toe.

Behind her, she heard Jude stand and whip off his suit jacket. Then he joined Jane and Cray and unzipped her dress the rest of the way. He worked the tight material over her hips and down her legs.

Excitement shot through her. Desire prickled her clit. Anticipation created a throbbing sensation so intense in her pussy, it seemed to pulse throughout her entire body.

Jude stripped his shirt off and pressed his chest to her back, instantly enveloping her in male heat and human suppleness. The very things she’d longed for and had convinced herself she’d never feel again. Cray’s hands gripped her hips and Jude’s palmed her breasts, massaging the small mounds almost roughly. It drove her wild.

Cray’s head bent to hers again and he kissed her, the gentle, teasing strokes of his tongue a direct contrast to the way Jude pinched and rolled her nipples with an assertive touch. Jude’s mouth graze

d her craned neck and he nipped at her flesh, making her nearly jump out of her skin.