Zandian Series

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into a look of need that makes my breath catch. I’ve neve

t.” His breath is hot and sends wild tingles down my neck and to the tips of my nipples. Without thinking, I push backwards, grinding into his hips, to feel his hard length. Hard is the ope

session. None of the Ocretion guards—that thought is swept away as he puts his

gs and I flinch, even though the area is numb. “If these start to hurt, you be sure

is strong chest, savoring his scent. I’ve never been held by a

of his touch as well. He may be rougher, but Jax was right earlier when he said I trust Tarren. Maybe it’s because I saw him risking his lif

so gorgeous that I can’t resist, and I smile tentatively back and hold out my hand. I’ve never done this willingly with one male, let alone three, but it feels right. His gr

on the wall, and holds me backwards against his chest. I feel his arousal between his legs, pushing against my buttocks. I wait for the sick feeling to take hold, the one I have any time I

eck, you’re beautiful,” he growls. “Wrap

pples peak in the air, even though it’s not cold. My breat

’t let go,” he orders, then he leans

ongue, and when he sucks my stiffened nipple in his mouth, a shot of pure desire hits me at the juncture of my thighs. I shift, grabbing Jax’s hair, and tug har

akes my nipples even more accessible to Tarren, who growls and bites the other one. He runs his hands down my thighs, squeezing, touching in the sa

getting, although the sen

bare,” comments Ronan, hi

whimper anew. “Agreed.” He swings his legs to the side and stands up. He helps me kick off my

r hands.” He pulls me up to a sitting position

or. “Stand there, Riya.” All of his usual joking playful

d while they’re clothed. I shake my head and fold my arms across my breasts. “No.” It was one t

can hold them fully stretched. Tarren and Ronan both circle me, taking their fill of my naked form. I should be angry, but instead I’m turned on.

ing the arousal drippi

aps one arm around my waist, spl

ng large with Zandian babies.

fore it reaches the place I’m dying for him to

ur legs,”

n’t

ittle more obedience, beautiful,” he says, but there’s laughter i

males inha

an smell my excitement. Damn

r again and tugs my head back. His grip is not hard, but possessive. “Should we t

eady know it’s useless. The matter has been

k, his lips soft, teeth hard, and the mix of pain and pleasure makes me moan and try to push my body closer to his. “D

ips are over his lap, and my body is stretched out over the other two. Jax takes my hands, and Ronan holds my calves. Although I am naked,

ighs a little,

ers along my skin, up and down, when I obey. “More.” He helps me shift. “Good. Just like

they can’t see it. Jax squeezes my hands. “A little

ng myself to protest. The flutters in my bell

of fear, because I bl

s. “Of cour

s. “Our punishment is not something to fear.” He strokes, an