Elemental Reverse Harem Quartet (part 1: Earth)

Chapter 2

Gasping for air in the King's Cross hotel

Malka Selby

Slowly, I slipped backward until I lay on the makeshift mattress of duvet and pillows between the beds. Charlie came with me, his lips sealed with mine in a breathtaking kiss that continued when he was half on top of me.

A warm breeze seemed to whip around the room; it must have come in through an open window, even though the sound of traffic did not. Or it might have been a silent air conditioning system if such a thing existed.

Neal moved with me too. He changed his position so that he lay next to me. Meanwhile, his hand smoothed up and over my jeans, pausing when he reached the sensitive part at the top of my inner thigh. Thick denim didn't prevent this from feeling incredible and intimate. His warm hand cupped my crotch. The pressure of his fingers created friction where it mattered most and where I wanted them. He pressed against my nub. He didn't stop there. His hand continued up, and he popped the top button of my jeans but attempted to disrobe me no further.

I gasped when he tucked his fingers just under the waistband of my jeans and stroked my bare stomach. Instead of going deeper, he drew his hand up under my top until he found Charlie's hand already cupping one of my breasts. Luckily, I have two.

Neal's hand worked its way under Charlie's body until I had the hands of two men squeezing my breasts and teasing my nipples.

I broke my kiss with Charlie to turn and kiss Neal. And why not? Neither of the men seemed to mind sharing me, so I intended to make the most of it.

I hadn't figured out where to put my own hands, so I decided using them to pop open my jeans and push them down might be an excellent move. It was already late at night, and I wanted to encourage these guys to get on with things, not politely take their time. I didn't need seducing.

When Charlie realized what I was doing, he sat up. I was too busy with my mouth attached to the other guy's face to check on Charlie, but he batted my hands away and took over. He pulled my jeans and underwear right down my legs and all the way off.

Bare arousal swept through me. Some of it seeped out onto Charlie's fingers as they slipped over my moist folds. "You're so very wet." His low, breathy voice sounded in awe of my wetness, but the two of them had only themselves to blame. And if he thought that was wet, I ought to warn him about the coming flood.

There was no way the dam of self-control would stay in place for long. Not when my hands were exploring the undulating landscape of Neal's sculpted torso and while his hand taunted my bullet-hard nipple. He turned out to have the physique of a god under his clothes. His kisses tasted of pure sex.

An orgasm very soon was almost guaranteed.

Especially as long as a second equally sexy guy touched me there.

Please, don't stop.

Although I'd have liked more attention inside me as well, Charlie didn't keep stroking me.

It was too much for my sanity. Didn't he hear me say, don't stop? The bastard would make me beg. Before I pushed Neal away so that I could beg, Charlie shoved my legs apart.

Jeez.

He slipped his broad shoulders between my knees. My private lady parts became available for his scrutiny, and looking wasn't all he'd do.

Oh, mercy.

His hot tongue was just what I wanted right then and exactly what I got.

Fuck me.