Sex Me Down (28 page)

Sex Me Down

sanctum.”

Laynee nodded, unable to do anything but acquiesce to their desires. Slowly, they made their way to her room, each holding one of her hands. Did they think she would run from them?

Something burned inside her. Something both frightening and unstoppable. She couldn’t run now if she wanted to, not until she knew what the burning fire in her blood meant. Not until the ache in her loins was quenched.

She led them into her room, embarrassed by the severity of her inner haven. There were no candles to light, no silken curtains upon her windows. Only utilitarian blinds covered the
illumi-glass
that allowed the soft light of the triad moons of
Carrillia
to bathe her room in a silvery glow. The only saving grace in her stark bedroom was the mauve cover on her bed, the silken material glistened in the soft light of the moons and she sent up a soft prayer of thanks that Jayne insisted she purchase it.

As they approached her four-poster bed, they dropped her hands. “Get on the bed,
natoya
. Let us love you.” She paused only long enough to take a deep breath before crawling onto her bed. Even though her nerves were shrieking at her to move, to do something, she didn’t. She just watched as her mates stopped and stood at the end of her bed. Her eyes widened as they undressed—Fane 51

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dropped the lap-blanket, Sayre shucked the silklinen trousers that hung loose on his waist. Her heart raced and her lungs struggled to get enough air.

When they crawled onto her feather mattress, they lay on their sides, each bracketing her. She didn’t know whether to lie flat on her back and spread her legs or reach out and touch them. Why hadn’t she asked them what they needed, what they wanted her to do? She bit her bottom lip. Indecision and anxiety worked their way through her hazy mind. Her gaze shifted from one masculine face to the other, looking for a hint as to what they expected. She could tell nothing from their fierce expressions. By the Lady Goddess, she was so unsure and nervous. She needed strength and courage to get through this, and she wanted more than to just get through this, she wanted to enjoy this night. Enjoy the night with her mates, her claiming night. She swallowed back her fear.

“Tell me what you want me to do,” she finally whispered.

A sexy smile stretched across Fane’s face. Her heart lurched, sped up if that were even possible. He moved forward, draping his upper body over her, his chest half covering hers. She could feel his cock hard and wet against her side. He pressed a tentative kiss to her lips, pulled back only to return to nip her bottom lip.

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