Brazen (Brazen #1)(54)

“I’ve always wanted you here, Jasmine.”

“You said that I didn’t belong here. That you…that Zane and Carmen weren’t my family.”

Seth let out an agonized groan. He cupped her face in both of his hands and lowered his head to hers. He kissed her long, gently, his lips tender against hers. He pulled away the barest of inches.

“I just want what’s best for you, Jasmine. And sometimes…sometimes I worry that we’ve cheated you by sheltering you here for so long.”

“What if it’s what I want?” she whispered brokenly. “I don’t want to leave here. I love you.”

Seth pulled her closer until her face was buried in his chest. He laid his cheek on the top of her head and breathed in deep.

The door flew open, and Seth pushed her away almost guiltily. Jasmine turned to see Zane standing in the doorway, his expression relieved.

“Thank God, you’re okay,” he said.

Seth stiffened beside her and started to move away. “I’ll leave you two alone,” he said in a low voice.

“Don’t go,” she pleaded, knowing this was it. Do or die time.

He paused and looked at her with uncertainty written in his expression. “What are you asking, Jasmine?”

“Make love to me,” she whispered. “Both of you. I need you both so much. You were wrong. This is where I belong. With you. Both of you.”

There was calm acceptance on Zane’s face. Seth’s was a wreath of torture. He was torn, and she could see that despite his objections, despite all that he’d said, he wanted her. She moved forward, her intent to make it as easy on him as possible.

She melted into his arms. At first he didn’t respond, but when she trembled and faltered on her bad ankle, he caught her against him.

“You don’t know what you’re asking me to do,” he said hoarsely.

“I’m only asking you to love me,” she said softly.

She reached up on tip toe to brush her mouth across his. As he pulled her to him, she turned her head to look at Zane. She pleaded silently for him to understand, to accept. All she could see was answering desire.

Seth slid his hands from her back to the front of her belly. He tugged impatiently at her damp shirt. Zane stepped behind her and took it from Seth, pulling it the rest of the way over her head.

While Seth began shoving the baggy pair of sweats that J.T. had loaned her down her legs, Zane nudged her hair to one side and pressed his lips to her neck.

Instead of having her step out of the sweats, Seth simply lifted her and carried her to the bed. He set her down, and she leaned up, wanting to touch him, undress him as he’d undressed her. This was her fantasy, damn it, and she wasn’t going to lie back and let it be dictated by someone else.

Behind Seth, Zane was already shrugging out of his jeans. Her mouth watered when she saw his c**k slide free of the confining denim.

She worked at Seth’s button then slid the zipper down. He aided her by taking his shirt off as she worked his jeans down over his hips.

“Pull it out for me,” she whispered. “I want to see you.”

He hesitated only for a moment before sliding his hand into his underwear. He pushed down the material then lifted his cock, holding it in his palm just inches from her mouth.

She reached out to cup his sac. She splayed out her fingers and stroked upward, finding the thick vein on the underside of his dick. She leaned forward and swirled her tongue around the blunt crown.

He flinched and issued a small grunt. She fisted him, moving her hand up and down as she sucked him deeper into her mouth.

The bed dipped behind her, and soon, Zane’s hands trailed down her back, down to cup the globes of her ass. He spread them and sent his fingers seeking into the wetness of her pu**y.

She closed her eyes, urged Seth deeper and let out a small moan of pleasure as Zane’s fingers found her sweet spot. She rose up the teeniest bit to give Zane better access. She gripped Seth’s hips and continued to suck him.

“On your knees,” Zane said huskily. “Higher, baby.”

She complied and positioned herself higher on her knees as Seth backed away to give her room. As she reached for Seth’s c**k again, Zane spread her with his fingers and moved to straddle her

She moaned as both men slid into her body at the same time. Zane’s fingers dug into her hips as Seth’s wrapped into her hair. They moved in unison, both thrusting deep. Then they began an alternating rhythm where one withdrew as the other thrust forward.

Seth reached underneath to cup both her br**sts as he sank to the back of her throat. His thumbs brushed repeatedly over her taut ni**les as Zane reached around to finger her clit.

She was bombarded by electric sensations. They fit together like lost pieces of a puzzle. They completed her in a way she’d never dreamed.

“Turn around,” Seth said hoarsely. “I want that sweet pu**y.”

Zane withdrew, and she rotated around. Seth grasped her hips and in one motion, buried himself deep. She braced herself on her knees and cried out as pleasure burned her veins.

Zane lay back and reached for her head. He pulled her down until he thrust into her mouth. The taste startled her. It was her.

“Fuck, that’s sexy,” Zane muttered. “Lick me, baby. Taste your pleasure.”

She sucked up and down, listening to his sighs of contentment. The slap of Seth’s thighs against her ass grew loud in the quiet room. Each thrust pushed her further against Zane.