I shiver, my entire body awake, excited. The anticipation building as Callum runs his finger up and down my spine, not touching my most private parts, instead, he thrills me with the touch of his fingers against my bare flesh.
Then River is naked, behind me, his hands on my hips, pulling me around to face him. Callum takes his place behind me, running his large hands over my ass as River and I meet eye to eye.
With River it’s different. It’s not just his smooth, shaved face that sets him apart… it’s the way his dark eyes match mine. The way his heart pounds in the same rhythm as mine. East grounds me, Callum ignites me—but River? He sees me. I don’t how I can deduce all that in a single night but I’ve been on my own forever and learned to read people in order to stay safe.
“You are fucking hard as nails, Rem,” he says softly, sweeping his hands over my hair as if smoothing my rough edges. “And I love it.”
I bite my bottom lip, not understanding. “Why?”
“I want a woman who won’t back down. Who knows her worth."
I close my eyes, thinking River is missing something. I’m a wreck, ruined. I am a screw-up. My worth? I scoff. “I think you’ve pegged me wrong.”
River cups my face in his hands, his thumbs running over my cheeks, as if patiently waiting for me to see myself as he does. “Then I guess Callum, East, and I will need to remind you how special you are.”
My hand is on his wrist, wanting to pull away. I’ve spent my life retreating when things get scary, but River steadies me; doesn’t let me back away. It’s as if he knows my fight or flight behavior is ingrained in me, etched in my soul. It’s overwhelming, to have someone peel off your mask, and see you for who you are. Flawed.
“You don’t need to run, Rem.”
Tears suddenly blur my vision. I’ve waited my entire life for someone to ask me to stay.
The brick that has been pressed against my chest for so damn long is lifted and he lays me down on the pallet. Right now, I don’t need to worry about the fact I killed a man and have no money and no tent and virtually no future. Because right now, River is above me, our bodies pressed together, and I am safe.
Callum and East lie on the bed with us. Callum’s fingers trace up and down my skin as if touching me to be sure I’m real. And East kisses my ear, my shoulders, his lips soft and our lips come crashing together with delight. Callum’s mouth is on my tits, my nipples hard as he flicks his tongue over them.
Lower, River runs his hands over my thighs, my legs parting as he begins to leave a trail of kisses from my knees to my most tender place. His tongue is running over my pussy, opening me up in a way I’ve never been before.
I bite my bottom lip, the pleasure of being touched and felt and seen is overwhelming. But then as River begins to kiss my folds, flickering his tongue over my sensitive clit, I relax. My shoulders fall and my body hums with excitement. I’m not tense. These men, all three of them, put me at ease.
“You taste so good, Rem,” River tells me, his fingers now fluttering over me, against me—inside me. I gasp as he moves his hand against me, the rippling effect of being touched by a wolf-man. It’s like he moves against me in a way that a mere man couldn’t. Like he knows my body—knows me.
My body drips for him. The orgasm builds as he fingers me with deft movements. My back arches and suddenly I’m needy--needing more. Needing everything. I move my mouth to Callum, kissing him as my knees buckle.
Our tongues roll together as East straddles me, in that effortless way of his. Below me, River moves faster against my pussy, and my hands reach around East’s cock, taking hold of his velvety smoothness, his thick and solid shaft.
Everything I’ve kept bottled up, in this moment, is set loose. Suddenly, whatever primal instincts the guys have, I am filled with too.
“I need more,” I pant. “Now. Come inside me. I need to feel you inside me.”
River doesn’t hesitate, he moves his hand away and the space is filled with his tip. I close my eyes; East’s cock is still in my hand as I pump his shaft. River moves against me, his cock entering my virgin pussy.
I roll my head to the side, taking in Callum’s massive cock. He is kneeling beside me now, and I need to taste him. I need my mouth around him, I need his come in my mouth. I don’t know why it feels so desperate, but it is.