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Sleep was especially evasive that night. She twisted and turned, her mind racing, going over everything that had happened that day. The one thought that took prominence was that both Mason and Zac desired her. A jolt of excitement went through her each time she thought about it. Human or not, she wanted them too. But she couldn’t have both. Could she?
What if she shed the good girl persona and went all out for the new experiences she desired? There was nothing as new and adventurous as sex with two of the sexiest men on the face of the earth, who happened to be dragon shifters. Would she ever get used to what they really were? Could she be intimate with nonhumans?
“No. No way. It can’t happen.”
Even as she said the word, her body felt an entirely different way. Letting out a frustrated sigh, she kicked off the sheets and slid out of bed. There was no point in trying to sleep.
With her ear to the door, she listened for any sign of movement in the house. It was pretty late so more than likely everyone was asleep. Deeming it safe, she opened her door and ventured into the living room. It was dark so she stepped carefully, trying to remember where the light switch was.
“Couldn’t sleep?”
Ava squealed and jumped, bumping into a chair. The dull light from a lamp flicked on revealing Mason sprawled on a couch with a glass in his hand. He looked worn. “Christ, Mason you nearly gave me a heart attack. How did you even see me?”
His lips twisted. “I can see perfectly in the dark.”
“Of course. No, I couldn’t sleep. I see you couldn’t either.”
“This is how it’s been for me since I was told to stay away from you, Ava. Less sleep and more alcohol.” He lifted his glass in salute and took a sip.
Unable to help herself, because for some reason seeing him so forlorn made her want to take him into her arms, she perched on the couch beside him. “Who told you to stay away...” she stopped before she finished her stupid question. “Look, I don’t want you two fight over me.” She had to admit that it was flattering but she didn’t want them continue. They were best friends and business partners.
Mason let out a single laugh. “You really don’t understand how strongly we feel for you. We feel things with deeper intensity that humans. Right now we would kill for you. You saw what happened this morning. I nearly tore my best friend to shreds because I thought you and he—” he swallowed. “I don’t want to think about it.”
She sighed. “Well, I won’t come between the two of you much longer. As soon as I get my affairs together, I’ll be out of your house, and out of your lives.” At this point, she was so flustered she didn’t even know if she was staying in Texas. She had gotten more than she bargained for on her little quest for fun.
“We won’t let you go. Zac and I talked and we decided that we have no choice but to put you first so we won’t fight, we’ll work with the way things are. You’re ours.”
She scoffed. “You want to share me?”
He grinned and she saw the old Mason peeking through. His devilishly charming smile nearly made her swoon. “We’ve shared before,” he drawled.
“Oh. God. Seriously? I don’t want to hear about it.” She moved to get up but a hand snaked around her wrist and before she knew it, she was laying across Mason’s chest, staring into his eyes. Ava gulped. They were too close for comfort and she wanted to kiss him so badly.
“Fine. Which one of us do you want then, Ava?”
“I’m not going to choose.”
“You have to.”
“This conversation is inappropriate, Mason. Don’t you think Zac should be present?”
He grunted. “He can hear us. We dragon shifters have very acute hearing. I can guarantee that he is listening to us now, just like he was listening to you twist and turn in bed for hours.”
Her cheeks colored. Damn. They had both been witnesses to her anxiety.
“So, who will it be, Ava?” he pressed.
“Well, I...” To hell with it. “I want you both.” There, she’d said it and she felt liberated.
Mason’s eyes flashed that strange color of green with elongated irises, making her gasp. She wasn’t afraid, just surprised by the reminder that he wasn’t quite human. He lowered his head to cover her lips with his. A moan immediately vibrated in her chest. It was her first time kissing him and fireworks went off in her head, just as they had when she first kissed Zac. They kissed differently. Zac was gentler and paced himself so as not to overwhelm her, but there was no holding back on Mason’s part. He was more aggressive, taking what he wanted.
In a swift movement, she was straddling his waist and kisses were being feathered down her neck. His dick had already hardened and was pressing against her. She couldn’t help grinding against him as he lifted her top over her head and took her nipple into his mouth. She moaned again. “Mason, we can’t. Zac—”
“Is waiting for us,” he interjected, his tongue still swirling over her beaded flesh.
“W-what?” It was hard to form a coherent thought with his mouth on her. She didn’t want him to stop. She gasped and tightened her hold on his shoulders when he stood up. Walking to the stairs, his mouth captured hers again, never missing a beat.
Excitement coursed through her veins when they entered Zac’s bedroom and her eyes met his. He was leaning against the headboard with his hands behind his head. His smoldering eyes took her in as Mason carried her closer. They were really going to this. She was about to make love with them both. Was it too soon? Was she making a mistake?
The questions swirled and then disappeared the instant she landed on Zac’s bed and Mason loomed over her with carnal intent in his eyes.
“Are you ready?” he asked.
Oh, yes. She was definitely ready. Her only response was hooking her arm around his neck and pulling him down for a searing kiss. A growl rumbled in his chest as he devoured her mouth before moving lower to plant kisses across her abdomen, and then lower still. Her shorts and underwear flew off within seconds, leaving her completely exposed to two pairs of roaming eyes.
Mason began his delicious assault as soon as he parted her thighs and placed his mouth on her nether lips. She moaned, arching into his mouth. Through half opened eyes, Zac appeared over her. He stared into her eyes with his usual intensity before bending to plant a kiss on her mouth. He then began to massage her breasts, squeezing the sensitive nipples lightly, sending jolts of electricity to her core.
Her legs began to quiver as her pussy muscles clenched around Mason’s tongue. She was so close. He sent her over the edge by inserting a finger to stroke her G-spot while his tongue flicked over her clitoris. With a scream, Ava shattered to a million pieces, mumbling unintelligible words.
Mason grinned, licking his lips. “What was that?”
She flushed, her breathing not yet stable. “I said I could get used to this.”
Zac cupped her cheeks and turned her to face him. “Good because we’ll never let you go.”
Her breath hitched, seeing the sheer possessiveness in his eyes. She welcomed it because she felt the same thing toward them. If she was theirs, they were hers.
The sound of something tearing brought her attention to Mason. He was sheathing his thick, long cock with a condom. They were both well-endowed and a case of nerves set in. “I um—it’s been a while since I’ve...” How embarrassing, she thought.
Mason settled between her thighs as he brushed a finger tenderly across her cheek. “We would never hurt you.”
And just like that she believed him. The truth was in his eyes as he gazed down at her. His length pushed at her entrance and she suddenly couldn’t wait for him to possess her. Slowly, he filled her inch by inch, stopping to allow her to adjust to the invasion. The slight stretching she felt quickly turned to pleasure and she wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him deeper.
He let out a hiss and began to move with slow strokes, which turned to rapid, powerful movements, making her cry out his name. Zac’s hands were still on her caressing, exploring. With Mason’s relentless strokes and Zac’s touch, she was dangerously close to exploding again.
“You have the sweetest, tightest pussy I’ve ever been in, Ava. I’ll never get enough of you.” Mason’s provocative words were her undoing. Her inner muscles clenched around his cock as she spiraled. Mason grunted an expletive as she milked him, sending him over the edge.
Ava sighed, still lost in oblivion. She felt herself being pulled and positioned and opened her eyes. She was on her knees facing Mason who was grinning. He leaned down to give her a hard kiss. “You’re amazing.”
She knew she had a silly grin on her face. “So are you.”
Hands clamped around her waist and she glanced back to see Zac positioned between her legs. His eyes were feral but she knew he would be gentle. He massaged her ass before entering her with agonizing slowness. Every cell of her body was still hypersensitive after her first two orgasms. Zac sinking into her almost made her jump out of her skin. He touched every part of her. It was almost too much to handle.
“Zac,” she moaned, her fingers digging into the satin. His grip on her tightened and she could feel the control he exercised not to pound her into the mattress after Mason’s assault. He made love to her slowly, stroking the embers inside of her until, once again, she was ready to explode. He pulled her upward until her back pressed against his hard chest. The angle caused him to hit that sweet spot inside of her. It took her a few seconds to realize that the cry that echoed in the room came from her.
One arm embraced her while his other held her hips in place. “Say you’re ours, Ava,” Zac whispered in her ear.
On the verge of another orgasm and barely able to speak, she breathed, “I’m yours and Mason’s.”
The mattress sank as Mason kneeled in front of her wearing a pleased smile. He cupped her face, capturing her lips, and swallowing the scream that erupted when Zac plunged into her with a powerful stroke. Her lax body was held up between the two of them as Zac finished.
“Fuck,” he grunted, emptying himself.
Ava, spent and barely aware of her surroundings, was laid on the bed. She felt herself being cleaned up and wasn’t sure by who. Minutes later, she was cocooned in warmth, nestled between two hard bodies. She could feel herself smiling, having had the best sex of her life. There was no going back to her normal boring self now. Mason and Zac had created a monster. She would always crave them both.