Silas's bedroom door closed behind us with a soft click.
For a moment, we all just stood there. The three of us. The weight of what was about to happen settling over the room.
Then Silas moved.
He walked to me, his hand coming to the back of my neck, pulling me in for another kiss. This one slower. Deeper. His tongue sliding against mine while his other hand worked the zipper of my jeans.
Julian moved behind me, his hands sliding under my sweater, pushing it up. His mouth found my neck, that spot just below my ear that made my knees weak.
"Tell us what you want," Silas murmured against my lips. "Use your words."
"Both of you. I want both of you."
"Good answer." He pulled my sweater over my head, tossed it aside. "Julian, take off her jeans."
Julian's hands were at my waist, sliding
