Stalk Me (13 page)

The gripping of Nicole’s insides as he slowly eased his fingers inside of her caused her to moan into Trevor’s mouth. Her clit pulsed and he quickly flicked it with his tongue, running it in a figure eight over his slowly thrusting fingers and her clit.

“That’s right, baby. Let go.” Ayden pushed his tongue against his fingers. He couldn’t help but hold in his smile. With Trevor here to keep her distracted. He could do this all day without her stopping him.

And he planned to do just that, every day, for the rest of their lives.

* * * *

Nicole couldn’t believe what she’d been missing. Trevor had been right. When she slowed her actions, everything intensified so much more than she ever could have imagined. But now that she let them take their time, she needed more, needed both of them to take over her body.

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“Ayden, make love to me.”

She picked up on his hesitancy as he slowed his movements. But after endless moments she felt him raise his head.

“Trevor, let’s get her on all fours. It’ll be easier that way.” He took one last lick of her pussy before she felt the bed adjust under his weight.

A sob nearly broke from her mouth at the relief she felt. Gently, Ayden eased into her from behind. His thick length filled her to the core, causing her to cry out against Trevor’s cock, which began sliding into her mouth.

Tingling covered every inch of her limbs while she felt something she’d never experienced before. A surging of energy rushed through her, taking over her body. She knew in that moment the meaning behind the word mate. The reason Ayden and she never experienced being whole was because they truly weren’t. They didn’t have Trevor to complete them.

This was the way it was meant to be. With both of them touching her, the bond they’d formed grew until she knew deep inside herself things would never be the same. No longer did she need more. She had everything she’d ever dreamed with both of them by her side.

When Nicole originally set out to find the woman who rested deep inside of her, she never expected to find such obsession or a craving that went beyond the bounds of passion. Was this what true love was all about, pleasure, obsession, a need so intense to be consumed by the ones an individual loved?

She wasn’t sure. All she knew was that it worked perfectly for her. Ayden and Trevor could stalk her anytime, as long as at the end of the day they both came home and made it worth her while.

THE END

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ABOUT THE AUTHOR

I live in a small Texas town along the Gulf of Mexico. Family is everything to me. My mother always encouraged my reading growing up. Looking back, my earliest memories revolve around my grandmother, who was always glued to a book. Her passion for mystery is probably the reason I‘m so comfortable around a police scanner. Hers was on twenty-four hours a day.

When I’m not writing, cooking, or brainstorming new ideas, you’ll see me with a book in my hand. Briefly, before I started writing, I was devouring a romance novel every day. For some reason, I couldn’t get enough. My husband asked me the question that ultimately changed my life forever. “Why don’t you try writing a book?”

At first, I laughed. Write a book? Who, me? Never written a story in my life, I was intimidated. To satisfy my husband and to sate the curiosity that began to fester inside of me, I did. My first story was my husband’s favorite. There was something that ultimately bothered me about it, though. I couldn’t write a love scene to save my life. Not one that would fit inside of a “romance” book, anyway. It was way too graphic.

After doing research I came across the erotica genre and knew this is where I belonged. Details are important and with my books, the more details during their “coupling,” the better.

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