I lay between them, my chest rising and falling in frantic rhythm, every nerve alive, every breath trembling with need. Heat radiated off their bodies, wrapping me in a cocoon of desire so thick it was almost suffocating.
One of Daniel’s hands slid over my shoulder, fingers tracing slow, lazy circles that made my skin tingle and my stomach tighten. The other leaned down, his lips brushing the shell of my ear, his breath hot and teasing.
“You’re all mine,” he whispered, his voice a low promise that sent a shiver straight through me.
One soft and tender, the other rough and possessive. It made my pulse stutter, my body arch between them without my permission.
I turned my head and met the gaze of the Daniel on my right. His eyes were warm, steady, full of something that made my chest ache
