Brazen (Brazen #1)(57)

One hand slid between her ass cheeks and spread. The other hand smoothed the cool lubricant over the sensitive opening. She jumped when he inserted one finger just inside the tight ring.

“Easy. I won’t hurt you, sweetheart.”

He shifted behind her, and then she felt the broad head of his c**k press against her anus. Zane reached between their bodies to touch her clit. He fingered her softly while Seth eased forward.

She closed her eyes and leaned further into Zane. A soft moan escaped her at the unbearable tension unraveling her thread by thread.

And then he was inside in a sudden burst of relief. They both let out an agonized cry. Zane latched onto her nipple with his mouth as Seth slid all the way inside her ass.

Her head went back as they began an alternating rhythm, one withdrawing, one thrusting deep into her body. She yanked Zane’s head away from her breast and slammed her lips down over his. She kissed him hungrily, tasting him, sucking his bottom lip between her lips.

His hands slid up her arms and gripped her shoulders, pulling her closer even as Seth slapped against her ass with increasing force.

She allowed the image of how they must look to float in her mind, arousing her to even greater heights. Sandwiched between two men she loved more than anything, giving herself wholly to them, never had she felt more complete. Never again would she find this kind of love.

She rose up, reaching over her head for Seth. She pulled him to her, meshed tight against her back. He ravaged her neck with his mouth, kissing and nipping at her skin. She turned her face to him, holding his head to her as the two men continued to thrust into her wanting body.

Whispered cries of ecstasy ripped from her lips. Seth pressed her down toward Zane, and she lay across his chest, completely surrounded by male flesh. Each thrust by Seth forced her further into Zane’s arms. She closed her eyes and clung tightly to Zane as her orgasm began a slow climb.

“Are you close?” Seth asked in her ear.

“Y-yesss,” she hissed. “Oh God, please don’t stop.”

Zane chuckled. “Never, baby.”

She dug her fingers into Zane’s shoulders as both men plunged deep and paused. Never had she felt so full. So stretched. So unbelievably pleasured.

Her mouth opened as a cry escaped. The room darkened and her head swam. Her orgasm flashed and exploded. She felt a twinge of disappointment that it had ended so quickly when unbelievably she felt the hard rush of another.

“Oh. Oh!” she said louder.

Warmth flooded her ass as Seth jerked against her. Zane surged upward, and a few seconds later, his head went back, his hands grabbed desperately at her hips as he spilled into her.

She twisted, panting, her orgasm so close. Seth pushed against her again and reached around to cup her br**sts. He rolled her ni**les between his fingers as Zane reached down to rub her clit.

A hoarse cry escaped in a painful rush. Her body convulsed, and she collapsed forward. Zane caught her and both men cradled her shaking body.

Seth pressed his lips to her shoulder and kissed a line to her neck. She felt Zane’s breath, hot and unsteady in her other ear.

Slowly and with great care, Seth eased from her body.

“Sit tight, baby. I’ll be right back.”

Zane held her, stroking his hand up and down her back while she waited for Seth to return. A few moments later, Seth pressed a warm cloth to her behind and wiped gently. When he pulled away, Zane rolled her beneath him and pulled his still semi-hard c**k from her quivering pu**y.

He kissed her and flopped to his side, pulling her against his chest.

“I’m gonna grab a quick shower,” Seth said.

She looked up and their gazes connected. He stared at her for a long moment before turning and heading toward the bathroom.

Zane’s arms tightened around her and she snuggled closer into his embrace.

“You okay, baby?”

“Mmm hmm,” she said, letting out a sound of pure contentment.

She lay there, drifting in a state of dreamlike euphoria. Then she felt the bed dip as Seth climbed in behind her. He seemed to hesitate for a moment before finally sliding a hand over her hip.

His lips found her ear and he kissed her. She shifted back, so that her body conformed to his. His heat surrounded her, warmed her to her deepest recesses.

Seth behind her. Zane in front. Nothing, absolutely nothing could be more right. If she could live in this moment forever, she would.

Chapter Twenty-Eight

Jasmine knew he was gone before she ever opened her eyes. Her chest caved a little, and achy emotion swelled in her throat. She was turned to Zane, burrowed into his chest, and his arms were wrapped around her, but where Seth had lain the night before, warm against her back, there was now a coldness that transcended the actual temperature.

“Morning,” Zane said softly in her ear.

For some reason his gentle words knocked open the gate, and she let out her breath in a shaky sob.

Zane reached down and tugged her chin upward with his finger. He didn’t say anything, but his expression made words unnecessary.

“Do I have a chance of ever making him love me?” she choked out.

Zane kissed her forehead. “He loves you already, sweetheart. And that’s the problem. It’s killing him.”

She twined her arms around his neck and hugged him tightly, her naked body fitting to his. “I never wanted to hurt him, Zane. Either of you. I swear.”