Their Phoenix (Daughters of Olympus Book 3) by Charlie Hart & Anastasia James

Author:Charlie Hart & Anastasia James [Hart, Charlie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-02-23T06:00:00+00:00

19

Arrow

Her room is like a cloud. Pale blue walls and white pillows and blankets. A worn wood floor covered in a soft creamy shag rug, and a lamp on a bedside table that casts the warmest glow across the room.

“That was kind of … intimate,” I tell her. “I feel honored to have witnessed that moment.”

“Thanks for encouraging me to forgive her. We’d been at a standstill for so long … it’s like I needed someone else here to help break the ice.”

“You did good, Lark,” I tell her, drawing her into my arms. “I’m so proud of you.”

“Thank you,” she whispers, her tongue rolling over her lips, excruciatingly slow. “The last few months have been incredible. The best and worst of my life. I’m so glad I wasn’t alone for any of it.”

“You never have to be alone again. Lark,” I tell her. “We’re yours as long as you’ll have us.”

She steps away and pulls the curtains closed. I inhale, wondering what the guys will think. I know they are out there, watching. Waiting.

“I want you to...” She runs a hand over her breast, her fingers on the buttons of her blouse.

“What?” I ask, breathless.

“I don’t want to go out dancing tonight. We dance every damn day. And I don’t want to gamble, I just want to be with you. All of you. And right now, I want you to get me ready for the rest of them.”

My cock grows hard in my jeans. God, it’s all I want. To touch her, to run my hand over her bare body. To explore every single inch of her.

“Please,” she asks again.

This time I can’t hold back. I pull her to me, her body melting against my own. Her skin is so soft as our lips meet. This time though, we’re alone. And the kiss is different. Deeper. Passionate. And I feel my cock pressed against her belly and I wonder what it makes her think. If it scares her, knowing how big I am and how small she is.

“I don’t want to hurt you,” I groan in her ear.

“Then go slowly,” she whispers, her head falling back, exposing her neck. I plant kisses down the length of it, then pull back her blouse, past her shoulders, unclasping her bra and cupping her breasts. They are small. Like those of a dancer, and I run my thumbs over her hard nipples as she whimpers in delight.

Lifting her from the floor, I carry her to the bed and lie her upon it. Then I tug off my own shirt and pants. I keep my boxers on and kneel on the bed, easing off her jeans.

I clench my jaw as I take in the tiny lace panties she wears. “Please,” she asks again.

Nodding, I move my fingertips under her waistband, gently moving them past her hips, her thighs, her ankles. Her pussy is beautiful, a small strip of dark hair leading to her lips.

I move my hand between her thighs, easing them apart, wanting to touch her, feel her heat.

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