Hearts in the Sand by Allyson Lindt

Author:Allyson Lindt
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Acelette Press
Published: 2019-07-25T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

It was easier than Kirby expected to sweep aside doubt and focus on desire. Want already thrummed under her skin, and now it was unleashed.

“If that’s what you want, that’s what you’ll have,” Min said.

Kirby couldn’t think about this anymore. The conflict between head and heart was making her dizzy. She had to do something, and her body was currently the easiest to listen to. She grabbed Min’s lapels, stood on tiptoe, and crashed her mouth against his.

More of the chaos faded, and her veins hummed with the beat of her hammering pulse. The memories that weren’t hers intensified. She tasted his skin and his sex. Felt his hot breath and his mouth between her legs.

It was as if she lived half a dozen lifetimes simultaneously, all of them frozen on a moment where she was wrapped up and consumed by him.

Fuck logic or indoctrination or reason. “I don’t care whose room, as long as we get there quickly.”

Because kissing either of them was life. Breaking that connection or thinking for too long meant surrendering the ability to breathe.

She half-expected Min to scoop her into his arms. He’d done that so many times.

No. That wasn’t right, because she’d just met him.

She also wasn’t thinking about that right now.

Instead, he rested a hand at the small of her back, while Gwydion took her hand again, and they headed toward the elevators.

Apparently that was where half the people in the hotel currently were.

Gwydion dipped his head to hers. “Do you want to wait for an empty car?”

“No. This is fine.” Waiting meant more time passing. And thinking. She didn’t want either of those. There was still a tiny voice telling her she was being irrational.

And another argued with it, that if she didn’t do this now, she might miss her chance this life. It was carried on a sliver of dread that outweighed anything besides her desire.

The three of them packed into the elevator like sardines from one of those old Tex Avery cartoons. Gwydion and Min kept her between them, heat seeping deeper into her joints than any desert afternoon.

She wanted more of this. With fewer clothes, and no other people.

They reached their floor. Every step toward the room clashed with her need. Waiting for Min to fit the key in the lock and rattle the old door into submission was delicious agony.

She’d embraced impulsiveness twice with Gwydion. Is that why this kept getting easier? No. If she ignored what she’d been taught, as Min said to, none of this felt wrong. And then they were in the room, closed off from the rest of the world.

Gwydion cupped her face and brushed his lips over her.

“I want both of you,” she murmured against his mouth. She was allowed that, right? That was implied by them both being here? Her heart and the images in her head said yes.

He playfully bit her bottom lip. “Another tick off the list?”

“Something like that.” But whatever part of her knew this was safe still had reservations about Min.

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