Chapter 33

• My lips met Kieran's with a hunger I hadn't realized I possessed. For a moment, the tight control I kept on myself slipped away, revealing how much my body had been craving their touch. They were right—I belonged to them—but I wasn't sure if that was enough. I needed normalcy, a life without a delusional dad, a murderous ex, abusive parents, and a backstabbing girl who pretended to be my friend. The only bright spots were Kat, Kieran, and Ethan. But would they be enough?
• When Kieran’s tongue brushed against my lips, I didn't resist. My tongue met his, savoring his taste and committing it to memory. Ethan’s lips traced the length of my neck, leaving marks on my skin. The hard spot in Kieran’s pants pressed against me, with only my panties as a barrier. He ground against me with a low growl, hitting my covered clit. A moan escaped from my parted lips, never breaking contact with Kieran’s .
• Kieran’s large hands gripped my waist tightly, rubbing himself against my core. His grip was tight, almost painful, but it added to the delicious sensations I was feeling. Ethan’s hands traveled under my dress, grazing the soft skin just beneath my bra. It was far too easy to give in to their touches.