I shifted closer, pressing my body against both of them, feeling the heat radiating from every taut muscle. My hands roamed over their torsos, tracing ridges, hollows, and curves, teasing along the planes of strength. Rafe’s chest rose and fell beneath my lips, and Calder’s hands lingered on my hips, steadying me as I let my fingers brush over the edges of their belts.
Slowly, deliberately, I tugged at the waistband of Rafe’s jeans, fingers brushing along his thighs, teasing the powerful lines of his manhood through the fabric. His breath hitched, low groans vibrating through him as my palms traced his hips and thighs, pressing and exploring, coaxing every shiver from him. Calder shivered behind me as I mirrored the motion, brushing along his jeans, teasing the contour of his manhood, let
