I feel the length of him pressed to my core and become instantly wet as his hands travel over my ribs. His thumbs move over the sensitive skin under my breast and my breathing becomes erratic. My ni**les go instantly hard. He sits up and kisses me as one of his hands moves to my ass and the other grabs my hair, tilting my head. He tastes so good that my hands go to his head, holding him close. He bends me back so I'm under him. My legs go around his waist and he kisses me deeply then sits back, looking down at me.
We are both breathing heavily and I want his mouth back. I whimper as I feel his fingers at my hip, running up my thigh. He’s watching it travel over my skin. When his eyes lock with mine, he bends his head and takes my mouth again. His tongue is against mine then on my neck, licking and biting. His hand travels up my side to my breast and I feel the air against my nipple just before his mouth is on me, sucking hard. My back bows off the bed and I hold his head against me, trying to pull him closer. I’m shocked when I feel like I might orgasm just from this. I moan and he growls, releasing my breast then attacking my other nipple while his fingers roll and pull the one he just left. My hips lift into his and the friction hits me just right. I shatter into a million pieces, moaning his name as my legs tighten around him. My fingers are gripping his head while I come back slowly.
Opening my eyes, I see that he’s looking down at me. “Fucking beautiful,” he says, kissing me again. This time it’s much harder. I kiss him back while my hand goes to his stomach. I can feel his muscles tense under my fingers and I drag my nails along his skin. Then my nightgown is gone, over my head, and Asher’s body is covering mine. His chest is against mine, his mouth is devouring mine and I roll him over and straddle his hips. His hips rise up as mine go down and I moan. My head flies back and then his mouth is on my nipple. He rolls me back over and his fingers go inside my panties and press in. “Fucking soaked.” He growls and that just makes me wetter. “Jesus, I can’t wait to taste you.” His fingers swirl over my clit and I grab onto his bicep, my head flying back for another swirl. His fingers fill me so perfectly that my hips lift off the bed. I pull his head down to mine and kiss him deeply. “Please,” I begged. I needed more.
“I'm not letting you come again until I can taste you doing it, baby.” I have a mini orgasm from his words and he starts sliding my panties down my legs.
“Yo! Get your lazy ass out of bed.” My head jerks up. “What the f**k,” the person says then I hear barking and growling coming from Beast.
“What the f**k?” Asher growls then the alarm starts going off. “Jesus Christ,” he mutters, rolls off the bed and I sit up, trying to find my nightgown. He puts an arm on each side on my waist then kisses me like my dog is not about to kill someone and the alarm is not going off. It’s wet and deep and I'm breathing heavily when he pulls away. “Come to the kitchen, baby,” he says, putting a shirt on and walking out of the room. The alarm stops and I jump off the bed, pull my nightgown down over my head, then run to the bathroom to do my business.
I brush my teeth, dig through my bag to find a hoodie and put it on over my nightgown then go to the kitchen. Asher is standing near the coffee pot and there is a guy sitting at the island. He’s slim but you can tell that he’s also muscular. His dark brown hair is messy and his face is model perfect with long lashes, dark eyes, and full lips.
He’s looking at me strangely then his eyes drop to my legs. I feel so uncomfortable that I know I'm not going to be able to stand in the same room as him wearing what I have on so I turn and run back to the bedroom. I find my sweats and tank and put them on quickly. When I go back out, the guy is smirking at me but Asher’s just smiling. “Come here, baby,” he says quietly, lifting his arm as I walk to him and my face goes into his chest. I feel his lips at my hairline. ”November, this is Sven. Sven, November.”
“Hi. Nice to meet you,” I say and he’s looking between Asher and me. I can tell that he is guarded and that’s okay. I feel the same.
“You too, November.” I smile at him then look around for Beast. I hear his paw on the door so I leave Asher’s side and slide the door open.
Once again, I'm trampled by my dog. I fall on my butt and he’s licking me and standing over me. I try to push him off but he’s too excited and I'm laughing so hard that tears start to fall from my eyes. Then Beast is pushed away and Asher’s there smiling down at me.
“Baby, we need to get you a smaller dog,” he says, picking me up off the floor.
“He just gets a little excited.” I laugh and Asher runs his nose along mine.
“Beautiful,” he whispers then kisses me softly and puts me back under his arm. He walks me back around the island into the kitchen and I'm in such a fog that I forget for a second that someone else is here with us.
I look up at Asher and smile big, biting my lip and realizing that I could fall in love with him. I look at Sven and he smiles and winks like he’s reading my mind. I smile back.
“Coffee?” Asher asks, giving me a squeeze.
“Yes, please. Can I, um, make breakfast?” I ask, unsure if that might cross a line.
“If you want.” He shrugs his shoulders.
“Okay,” I say and go about getting everything ready for French toast. Once it’s done, I slide some on a plate of Sven, Asher and myself. I find syrup and butter and put them out on the counter in front of the guys then grab the coffee pot and fill their cups. Everything has gone silent so I look up and both of them are staring at me like I'm crazy. “Um…”