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Dangerous. What’s he talking about? “I don’t care. I can’t fight this. Having Wyatt
touch me it’s like I’m electrified and with you it’s even more intense. Deeper.” She
began kissing his neck and nibbling on his ear. Landon pulled her shirt from her jeans
and slipped his hands underneath it. His deft fingers pinched her nipples and hardened
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them instantly. Her heart increased its rhythm. She felt his cock growing harder the
longer she sat on top of him.
“We can’t. We shouldn’t.” He kissed her neck running his tongue along her jugular
vein. His voice deepened taking on a husky tone. She undid his belt, and then the
zipper of his jeans. He didn’t fight her. After that, she took her shirt off and dropped it
on the couch next to her. I can’t believe I’m doing this. Two guys in less than twenty-four
hours, but it feels so right. What would it be like to get them together? How would I react to
both of them touching me? The idea made her shake and she was wet. She began to grind
against Landon’s cock feeling it stir. He pressed his face to the valley between her
breasts, above her heart and held her for a moment.
The air around her crackled. His palms rested against the small of her back. His
tongue and mouth enclosed one of her breasts. He bit down on her nipple. It seemed
they were both struck by lightning. The jolts of energy passing through her made her
hot and near to losing her mind. She began unbuttoning his shirt to feel the toned
muscles underneath. His tongue flicked over her nipple hardening it even more. She
closed her eyes to the sensations wracking her body. Her gift stirred more. The air was
moving around them. His free hand slid under along the waistband of her jeans. Her
nerves were a maze of passion that ignited everywhere the air passed over her. Landon
bit down again. The bolt of pain was so pleasurable that she clenched her thighs
together to keep from having an orgasm.
“We can stop,” her voice wavered. God, I don’t know if I can stop. The longer they
were together, the more it seemed they were fusing together on a greater level. She was
being engulfed by a feeling of serenity just from being in his arms. It was almost as
strong as when she was one with the storm. She opened her eyes and looked at his
chest. Two inch jagged scars were scattered all over his torso. She traced one of them
feeling the smooth skin of the mark. Landon stopped. “What happened to you?”
“Nothing. Forget it.” The mood was broken. He pulled his shirt together, but she
caught his face between her hands. She stared into his eyes and saw them darken.
“Tell me,” George whispered.
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“I-I—”
He doesn’t want to tell me. Whatever it is, it must be the reason he’s warned me to stay
away from him and Wyatt. God help me I can’t. I don’t know why, but I have this feeling I need
the both of them in my life. “You can trust me.”
She kissed the side of his neck working down to one of the scars. Once her tongue
touched the one directly over his heart, Landon bellowed a groan. The muscles rippled
in his chest. Wind kicked up around them. He guided her mouth back to his lips and
un-zippered her pants. She got up and broke her kiss for a moment to slip out of her
clothes. When she did, she shimmied down his jeans and boxers releasing his fully
engorged cock. She took it in her hands for a moment, feeling the fullness and loved
how round and large it was. He was bigger than Wyatt was, but not as long.
“Do you want to fuck me?” she asked.
“Yes. I don’t have any protection. I wasn’t—”
She should have cared, but she didn’t. She needed to feel him skin on skin with no
barriers. Her mouth sought his and captured it. Whatever her power was, it washed
over her burning along her skin. The current between them seemed hot enough to spark
a lightning fire. The breeze kicked up. She heard the rustling of paper falling to the
floor. Her tongue met his and twined together in a French kiss. His hands settled on her
hips and guided her down onto his full cock. At the moment he entered her, she knew
their pairing was right. It rattled in her bones that he was a part of her, but there was
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