Original Match [Ménage.com 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Peyton Elizabeth

she had imagined it was Gray. She now knew that both Ian and Gray had that kind of control over her body. How it had happened so fast, she had yet to comprehend.
    When her legs couldn’t hold her up anymore, Ian pulled slowly out of her. Gray gathered her up and brought her to lie across his lap. No one said a word while he held her close and stroked her back. Hearing his heartbeat and his ragged breathing, it made her feel secure to know that what had just happened affected him just as much. Shea popped open one eye to see where Ian was and noticed that he was walking back toward them, which she took to mean that he had gone into the bathroom to remove his condom. When Ian came to stand by the couch, he leaned down and scooped her up into his arms.
    “Let’s get you tucked into bed. We have a busy day tomorrow.”
    Shea buried her face into his neck, inhaling his skin and the remnants of his cologne. She hadn’t wanted to say anything to break the moment of intimacy they had created, but now that Ian had begun the conversation, she started to feel a little insecure.
    “Ian—”
    “If you are about to say you are having second thoughts, it’s not going to fly.” Ian placed a kiss on her forehead, right before walking into his bedroom.
    It was a massive room with a king-sized bed with black satin sheets and a matching comforter. Black furniture matched the bed, while the white carpeting made a startling contrast. She did have to smile as she saw some dirty clothes thrown in the corner. Shea would bet anything that Gray’s room was spotless. She heard Gray walking behind them and knew he planned to join them in sleep. It was a good thing the bed was big enough.
    “It’s not second thoughts, exactly,” Shea whispered against his neck. “I just—”
    Ian laid her down on the cool sheets, claiming her lips before she could finish her sentence. He bit down on her lower lip, and she was astonished that she felt it all the way to her pussy. How could she possibly want more of them? At this rate, she was going to turn into a nymphomaniac.
    Gray slid under the covers on the other side as Ian released her from his kiss. Gray pulled her into the middle and tucked her against him, while Ian crawled on the other side and fit the front of his body against the back of hers.
    “I want you to know that I’m not the type of woman who…” Shea’s voice trailed off, not knowing exactly how she wanted to word her sentence.
    “We know that, honey.” Ian bent his head and kissed her shoulder. “But we are also aware that when something this amazing happens, it’s best to grab ahold with both hands and not let go. We want you. It’s that simple. Now all you need to do is learn to let go and enjoy the journey.”
    Ian’s reply made her realize she didn’t even need to finish saying what she wanted to, as he reassured her they didn’t think any different of her for having sex with them so soon after meeting them. Shea had been listening to Gray’s heartbeat again, knowing that it was lulling her to sleep. She wanted to answer Ian by saying sometimes things weren’t so simple, like having a stalker after her and not knowing how to handle a ménage relationship, but her eyes had drifted closed and she couldn’t bring herself to open them.
    “Goodnight, Shea.”
    Gray’s chest rumbled with his words, and the only energy she could muster was to place her hand in the middle of his sternum. Ian reiterated what Gray had just said, but Shea felt too sleepy to reply. Being between them had wiped away her earlier reservations of unease at the thought of some random stranger thinking she belonged to him. Instead, all she felt was a blanket of security being between these two men. If she wasn’t careful, she could lose her heart to them.

Chapter Seven
 
    “No. Absolutely not.” Shea stood her ground, as well as made sure her point was well made by placing both hands on her hips. “I am going home today, and there is nothing