Page 112 of Rising Heat

Heat blooms across my chest before I can stop it, my body giving me away all over again.

Mack’s thumb traces my jaw, reading it immediately.

“Hey,” he says. “Still here?”

I nod quickly

I still feel the flush on my skin, but the panic behind it eases up. I reach for Tyler’s waist with one hand and find Mack’s forearm with the other, drawing them back toward me because I don’t know how else to answer and that seems like enough.

Tyler palms my breast, pinching my nipple between his fingers just as Mack’s lips find mine again.

“I’ve been dreaming about playing with these tits,” Tyler purrs. “I can’t wait to make you come.”

His lips ghost over the shell of my ear.

“You gonna let us fill you up, baby?”

GOD YES.

His dirty words hit like a match to gasoline.

No one’s ever talked to me this way in my entire life. Not in the bedroom. Not anywhere.

I can’t answer because suddenly Mack’s kiss turns animalistic, all tongue and teeth, biting at my lower lip before soothing it again. Every kiss feels a little more desperate than the last.

At the same time, Tyler’s mouth closes around one of my nipples into his mouth and the contrast nearly unravels me. Mack’s rough knuckles slip beneath the waistband of my sleep shorts, searching for my panties before stilling for half a beat.

He pulls back just enough to look at me.

“Darcy,” he grunts against my lips. “Did you come down here commando?”

The disbelief in his voice melts into something dangerously pleased.

“Darcy,” Mack pants against my mouth. “Did you come down here commando?”

“Bad girl.” His thumb strokes lazily against my hip. “You really are desperate to get fucked by us, aren’t you, baby?”

I drag my tongue across my lips because I’m afraid of what might come out if I actually try to speak.

A slow smiles pulls as his mouth.

“I’ll take that as a yes.”

He dips a finger into my wetness.

“God,” he inhales a sharp breath. “You’re fucking soaked for us.”

His forehead rests briefly against mine.

“I haven’t stopped thinking about what you’d feel like since that day in your apartment.”

His gravelly voice sends a shiver down my whole body. My head tips back on a whimper as another finger joins the first, then another, his rhythm rocking my hips forward before I even realize I’m moving.

“That’s it, baby. Let’s see how much your greedy little cunt can take.”

This…

This is how I wanna die.