Reunion Makes Three [Snowedin Fantasies] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) Read Online Free

didn’t appear to be a slouch, either.
    “You’re back,” Dell exclaimed in surprise, a large smile on his face, and she hated how her heart sped up a bit at the sight.
    “Yes, mio sole .” Marcos’s smile was twice as big as Dell’s and just as alluring. “Neither of us is ready to give up on tonight yet.”
    With his words, Dell turned toward her. His eyes filled with remorse, his shoulders slumped. He was about to apologize to her, just like Paul had, hoping it would end their fight. Men always thought a sorry was the answer, but most of the time, once they got around to apologizing, it was too little too late.
    “Beth, I—”
    She cut him off with a wave of her hand, stopping his words before they veered into dangerous territory. “I don’t want to talk about the past. This is just about tonight. About fulfilling a fantasy. There’s no reason to ruin it by talking about something that happened ten years ago.”
    Dell glanced down at the floor for a moment before he appeared to get his mind around her request and nodded.
    Marcos reached out, grabbing her around the waist and pulling her into his side, attempting to alleviate a fraction of the tension buzzing between the two of them. “I, for one, am happy you changed your mind.” His chest was hard against her breasts, and her nipples tightened. From the small smile on Marcos’s face, she’d guess he noticed the change. His hands crept down her body, smoothing over her back, dancing down her spine. His hot palms cupped her ass, and unconsciously she moaned, pressing deeper into his touch.
    “Sounds like she is, too.” He spoke of her, but his eyes locked on Dell. “Come join us, mio sole . She’s as soft and sweet as we imagined.”
    She shivered at the idea of Dell watching Marcos’s fingers massage her body. Her head swam, imagining them discussing her long into the night, touching each other, fucking, while they fantasized about her.
    A heat enveloped her back, and another hard bulge branded the sensitive dip at the base of her spine. Another set of hands smoothed up her legs, pulling her skirts with them, exposing her upper thighs to the cool air. All thoughts of past pain, broken hearts, and high school vanished beneath the intoxicating dual touch.
    “That she is,” Dell purred into her ear before sucking on the soft lobe.
    Her knees buckled with the suction. She wrapped her arms around Marcos to keep from falling. Dell kissed down the column of her neck, nipping on her pulse point.
    Marcos placed his lips to hers. His crispy dry taste exploded over her tongue. Dell slipped his hands around her, pushing her dress and bra down to expose her breasts. She moaned, and Marcos took advantage, thrusting his tongue into her mouth, tangling with hers. He held her still while Dell played with her newly exposed nipples, pinching and rolling them between his fingers until she was dizzy.
    “She likes that,” Marcos’s gravelly voice whispered. He looked past her toward where Dell’s breath caressed her skin. “I think she’s drawn blood. She’s clawing my back raw.”
    “Poor baby. I promise to kiss it and make it all better.” The innuendo in Dell’s words slammed her in the stomach. Visions of Dell kissing Marcos, all over, had her flaming. The hungry beast inside her that needed both of them clawed to the surface.
    “Later, mio sole. First, I have plans for this beauty.” Her pussy dampened as they spoke about her, her body sliding between their two hot, hard male forms.
    A set of hands, she couldn’t be sure whose anymore, unzipped her dress, while the other pushed it down her hips. Her strapless bra was unhooked and tossed aside, leaving her standing in only her black lace thong.
    “It’s my turn for a taste,” Dell called, and before she could even move, Marcos spun her around in his arms. He held her steady as Dell wrapped his arms around her and pressed his mouth to hers. His lips were as strong and soft as they’d ever been, but