Unconventional

My stomach did a slow, sexy roll. I practically melted.

“From now until we’re done,” he growled, low and throatily. “This right here is ours.”

Fifteen

MADISON

It was as if time stopped. Like I was the only one who could move, and everyone else in the kitchen was left frozen, staring at me.

“This belongs to us,” Julian went on, sliding his hand to the other cheek. “All of us. Me… him… him, too.”

He nodded vaguely in the direction of Chase and Noah. His palm felt like liquid fire, sliding over my body. His touch was electric.

I swallowed harder than I ever had in my life.

“Yes.”

I couldn’t believe I’d said it! That the word had come out of my own mouth. Yet the silence that came afterward stretched on. The three men were standing there, watching. Waiting…

“Say the whole thing,” said Julian sternly. “We need to hear it from your lips.”

A warm, sexy feeling began rising in the pit of my stomach. I thought of Sunday night, of the heat of their bodies against mine. The smell of their skin, surrounding me. The feel of them inside me…

“This ass is yours,” I murmured softly, placing my hand over his. I squeezed it gently. “It belongs to you. All of you.”

Saying the words sent shivers of excitement rocketing up and down my body. They should’ve been dirty and forbidden and wrong. But they felt so, so right.

“We can have it at any time,” Julian continued evenly. “That’s our arrangement. And we’re going to take it, Madison. Whenever we want. Wherever we want…”

His piercing grey eyes blazed into mine, leaving me totally helpless. I got lost staring up at the hard line of his jaw. The slow, steady pulse of his thick, beautiful neck.

“You can take it…” I breathed, repeating his words. “All of you. Any time that you want it.”

A flood of excitement gushed between my legs, in anticipation of everything I’d said. I’d just agreed to something incredible. Something frightening and wild and totally unlike me. But also… something I knew in my heart could be breathtakingly amazing.

Julian leaned down a bit, brushing my hair aside. I got even more shivers as his stubble scraped my neck, his lips brushing against my ear.

“You can say no if you want to,” he whispered. “That’s totally okay.”

Slowly I shook my head.

“You have to want this,” he murmured. “Or it doesn—”

“I want this,” I whispered huskily.

Now his lips did brush my ear, in the sexiest, most electric way. He stood tall again. His mouth curled into a half-smile of approval.

“I want this,” I said again more loudly, looking at the others. “Here. Let me show you…”

I broke free of Julian’s grasp, and sauntered over to Chase. He was standing at the edge of the table. Staring back at me, as if seeing a mirage and trying to figure out if it were real.

“How’s this?” I asked, grabbing his face in both hands and closing my mouth over his.

Our kiss was slow, sensual… like we were the only two people in the room. I ran my fingers through Chase’s soft dark hair. Teased the tip of his tongue with mine, just outside our mouths, so everyone could see.

When I let go of his face I left him breathless, leaning forward, wanting more. Instead, I spun around and sat right down in Noah’s lap. I brought my lips to his, kissing him every bit as hungrily as I had just done to his friend.

Fuck…