Their gazes burn over my skin, leaving prickly awareness in their wake and my n*pples harden painfully. I scrape my teeth over my bottom lip and eye them with growing hunger.
Clay swears softly, closing the distance between us in a matter of seconds. His hands close around my shoulders, and he pulls me against his chest.
His strength– the power resonating from within him enfolds me, surrounds me, captures me in its strong current. I want so much to be in his arms, for him to touch me, to release the reigns of his power that surges just underneath the surface.
His mouth closes over mine, demanding and lush. My mind runs wild with all the things they'll do to me even as he kisses and nibbles at my lips.
A long moan escapes me as his tongue meets mine. And just then, another warm body mov
