Thawing the Ice (Untamed 1)

“What do you have in mind, Case?” Intrigued, she turned her body toward him. Her Scrabble battles with Casey were legendary. Often snowed in together, they turned to games for entertainment.

“Instead of points, we play for clothing,” Casey said.

“Already trying to get me back out of my clothes, boys?” She glanced from Casey to Ryan.

“Hey, this is his gig.” Ryan held up his hands. “I’m just agreeing because I like the way this is going.”

Leighton snickered. “Well, if you think you can take me, bring it, bitches.” She wagged her fingers toward her. With a degree in English, she felt pretty confident about her word skills.

“Oh, she’s talking smack?” Ryan laughed. “Feeling cocky?” He arched a brow.

“Feeling like I’m going to win either way it goes.” She winked.

“Game on, Pulver, I’ll get the board,” Casey said, walking to the closet.

Seated around the coffee table a few minutes later, they began the game.

“Ladies first,” Casey said.

“I’m not scared.” She picked up her letters and grinned. Laying them down, she spelled out abashed. “Thirteen points.”

Casey’s eyes gleamed with intelligence and his brow furrowed. He took the game seriously. He carefully arranged his letters. Excitement danced in the pit of her belly.

“Jacuzzi.” He spun the bar around to face her and grinned.

“Over achiever.” She rolled her eyes. ”What about you, Ryan?”

“Cloister.” Ryan shrugged and turned his lips downward.

“You’re not even going to try, are you?” Leighton said.

“Can you blame me? Strip down, sexy.” Ryan winked. She rolled her eyes and removed a slipper.

The excitement in his eyes faded, and she laughed.

“You didn’t think I was going to make it easy, did you?” she said.

“I hoped.” Ryan pouted.

“Odds are against you, little one,” Casey said with a smirk.

“We’ll see.” She narrowed her eyes, hoping for a good hand.

The banter continued as their clothes littered the carpet. Down to her bra and panties, she pushed aside her wooden letter holder. “I yield you cheaters.” She huffed.

“We’re not cheating, we just formed a united front,” Ryan said.

“Well, now it’s my turn to be in control,” she said. The men exchanged a look and turned to her with eager expressions on their faces.

She stood, enjoying being the one with the upper hand. “I think the two of you are overdressed.” The men scrambled to their feet, and shed their pants and white t-shirts. Laughter bubbled up in her throat. Awkwardness was impossible to maintain. Waking up between the two of them, she had a mini moment of freak out until Ryan pulled her close and nuzzled into her neck, stealing her anxiety. Maybe they’d been working their way toward this all along. The sight of their broad shoulders and muscular chests made her lick her lip. Honed from hunting and chopping wood, they had a panty-wetting, rugged appeal. Her core throbbed, and she walked over, trailing her fingers down their tan skin.

Their muscles tightened, and her chest swelled with pride. I did that to them, not some floozy from a bar. The realization that her days of hiding were over hit her like a two-by-four over the head. They were hers to do what she wanted with. A purr rumbled in her chest as she explored their sculpted flesh, making her way down to the bulges in their boxer briefs. She cupped their swollen lengths, stroking down as they groaned.

“You like that?”

“Jesus, Lei.” Ryan’s voice wavered, giving wings to the sense of power blossoming inside her.

“Yes.” Casey moaned.