Delicate Beauty by Nikki Bolvair

Author:Nikki Bolvair [Bolvair, Nikki]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B071J3CSCZ
Barnesnoble: B071J3CSCZ
Publisher: Nikki Bolvair
Published: 2017-06-09T04:00:00+00:00

Fever

Trisha

The three of us walked out of the office and ran into, I guess, part of the twins’ team. I recognized them as some of the men from that day in the cafe.

“Trisha.” Triton indicated the two men. “This is Dallon and Garrett.”

I narrowed my eyes at the two of them and didn't offer my hand as we stopped in front of them. Instead, I demanded, “Where is she?”

“Excuse me?” the tall, broad man who I assumed was Dallon spoke. “What are you talking about?”

“Trisha—” Triton interrupted as he tried to soothe me.

“No! I know someone on your team has a connection with my friend. Doc practically said it himself, and she should have made contact by now.” Triton sighed, but I ignored him as I glared at Dallon and Garrett. In a dangerously low voice I stated, “So, I'll ask you again.” I moved in close to them. “Where is she?”

Both men grimaced and looked at one another, then back to me. “We actually know Melissa from a long time ago. She used to live with Weston and some of the others.”

I pursed my lips and glared. “I didn't ask for a damn history lesson,” I growled. “Where. Is. She?”

“She's safe, Beauty,” Triton spoke as he put a hand on my shoulder and moved me away from their friends. “We can go see her, but right now we need to deal with what's going on with us.”

Glancing over to him, I ground my teeth in annoyance. “I want to see her. To make sure she's okay.”

“Beautiful, Dallon and Garret are going through the same thing with your friend that we are now.” Tristan raised his hand to my chin, lifting my head to look into his eyes. “Do you feel like we'd ever harm you?”

I frowned, realizing what he meant. “No.”

He nodded, seeing that I got it. “Then you can feel better with the knowledge that they share those same feelings with your friend.”

Hands started to loosely massage my shoulders, and annoyingly, the fight went out of me. “All right.”

Tristan smirked and leaned in to give me a long, slow kiss. Then he pulled back, his eyes dark with desire. “Let's get ourselves sorted out first, okay?”

Triton whispered in my ear, his voice husky, “It's long overdue.”

We got in the car and drove in silence. My thoughts, once of anger and concern for my friend, now turned to the virile men beside me. As sexual tension grew, I couldn't help but let the anger in me slip away as a burning of desire took its place. I was still confused, but also content with where I was. Now that I had answers about my connection with my guys, a steady beat of sexual awareness took its place, and my blood caught fire. It felt like I was in heat.

I imagined positions...skin to skin. Hands on me, my hands on them. The delicious, unique flavor of them. I wanted to pull over and have one of them lift me out of the truck and bend me over while the other one watched him take me.

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