Lucian’s fingers slid through my slick folds like he already owned them. One slow stroke from entrance to clit, and my hips jerked hard against his hand.

“Fuck,” he muttered. “Soaked.”

Kade moved onto the bed beside me, grabbing my chin and turning my face toward him. His mouth crashed against mine, rough and open, tongue pushing past my lips while Lucian pushed two thick fingers inside me without warning. I moaned into Kade’s mouth, the sound swallowed as he kissed me deeper.

Rhys climbed onto the other side, yanked the strap of my tank top down, and closed his mouth over my breast. His tongue flicked hard over my...