The Amber Shift

Twenty-Five

Noelle

The mood in the room shifts, becoming warm and thick. It reminds me of the pressure on my chest when one of them is laying on top of me, covering every inch of my skin with theirs. I press my thighs together and take a deep breath. The craving to be touched intensifies until I'm running my palms up and down my arms. But it doesn't help, and my need grows.

Killian rakes his hazel eyes over me, tilting his head to the side. "Feeling like you need to crawl out of your skin, aren't you?"

"I just want to be touched," I say, my voice cracking on the bold statement.

It is one thing to share my desires one on one, but here I am confessing to them all. I want their hands on me all at once, to feel that delectable sensation they stirred in me at the cabin. I'd do anything to experience that again, including falling on my knees and begging. I'm desperate to be with all of them.

"You're still so achy after I came to see you this morning. I don't think it's possible that the shift won't happen for you tonight, Noelle," Killian says, stepping toward me and pulling me into his arms.

I lift my chin so I can see him and say, "You said you savor the taste of me and could indulge in it all day. Did you mean it?"

He splays his hand over my hip and snakes it around to my ass, pulling me flush against him, the evidence of his desire for me pressing into my stomach. "You know I did, sweetheart, and I'll be glad to prove it to you."

Warmth envelops my back and Remi's lips graze my ear. "You are the sweetest thing I've ever tasted. I can't blame him for wanting more." He nibbles at my earlobe and drags his tongue down the column of my neck and across my shoulder, dropping the thin strap of my tank top.

I shiver and grip the back of his neck, pulling him down closer to my collarbone. "I want you both to taste me, baby. Will you?"

"Fuck," he and Killian mutter in unison, and I grin.

"Insatiable," Asher says, from his place next to Elijah. One side of his lip quirks up as he lifts a golden eyebrow. "Are you sure you can take another fucking?"

Remi's mouth pauses on my shoulder. "Another fucking? Did you spread your sexy legs for Asher?" He pulls back on my hips and grinds his stiffening cock against my ass.

I twirl around and press myself flush against him. "I did." I rise to my tiptoes and whisper in his ear so only he can hear me, "But I wish it had been you." I roll my hips over him and nearly melt at his murmured groan. "I want to be your first, Remi."

Killian claps the younger lycan on the shoulder. "Do you want us to let you have at it?"

"No," I say and look around the room. "I want you all to stay...if that's all right with Remington."

"I'm fine with them staying." He brushes his lips over mine and groans, "You're giving me what I've spent weeks dying for."

I place my palms on his chest and slide them up, interlacing my fingers behind his neck. "I want to give you everything."

Asher leaves Elijah's side and moves behind Remi. He grabs the hem of his friend's shirt and lifts it over his head. Tossing it to the side, Asher leans in and whispers, "Just wait until you dive inside her; you will be addicted."

Remi moans and slides his hands under my tank top. His fingertips brush over the hard peaks of my breasts as Killian presses his hard body to my back. I rest my head on his shoulder, and his voice rumbles through his chest as he says, "That's it. Play with her until she is begging you for more. Get her ready to take you."