Matthias presses the curve of his smile against my ear. “Turn around, baby.” That tone is all mischief. I spin to face him, sucking in a breath when he cradles my face and kisses me deeply. I meld against him. It’s over too soon and I already crave the next one. The other two growl, their stances rigid. Valerian scowls and Alder glares at Matthias. Both of them shift their focus to me and I gasp at the desire filling their penetrating gazes. It’s almost like they’re jealous.
