Very Much Alive by Dana Marie Bell Page A

you’re more the instigator?”
    Kir gasped, doing his best to look innocent and failing miserably. The fact that his hand was still stroking her breast didn’t help. “Me?”
    “Yes, you! And you! Knock it off!”
    Jordan turned to glare at Logan as he reached down and licked one bared nipple. She had the feeling that it lacked some impact when she gasped with pleasure.
    “I’m sorry, but it was staring right at me. I had to do something about it.”
    She stared at him. “That was bad.”
    “I know.”
    “Humble doesn’t work on you any more than innocent does.”
    “Give a guy points for trying?”
    She twitched when a wet tongue licked her left nipple. “Kir!”
    “Hmm?”
    “Did you hear me say knock it off?”
    “You said it to him, not me.”
    “Argh!”
    “I think she’s getting irritated.”
    Logan stared down at her thoughtfully. “No, see there? Her lips twitched.”
    “You’re right. I think she likes us.”
    “I think so, too.”
    “I think you two are certifiable.” She was trying desperately not to laugh.
    “You think we’re cute. Admit it.” Kir was batting his lashes at her again. She had to bite her lip to keep the laugh in her throat.
    “No!”
    Logan tsk’d. “She said no again.”
    “Yeah, she did.”
    “What do you think she’s saying no to?” Logan was inching his way down her body. She had the feeling that, unless she got a handle on things, her pants were going the way of the dodo.
    “Guys! Hello! Been shot here! See? Owie!” She pointed to her arm in the sling. She blinked, realizing that her hand was free and she hadn’t really tried to stop either of them from what they were doing.
    “And we’re offering to kiss your boo-boos but you keep saying that ‘N’ word.”
    “The one that ends in ‘O’?” Kir’s hand was still gently kneading her breast.
    “Yup, that’s the one.” Logan’s clever fingers were undoing her jeans.
    Kir leaned over her with a leer. “Give up. Resistance is futile.”
    Logan’s fingers stopped moving. He raised his eyebrow at Kir through the fall of his hair. “Didn’t we agree there would be no more Borg in bed?”
    “Oh, right. Sorry. Carry on.”
    These two are nuts! Incredibly sexy and hunk-a-licious, but nuts. “Oh, God.”
    “Yes?” They chorused.
    “Get me out of here.”
    “Get you out of these? Sure!”
    Logan’s hands were incredibly gentle as he removed her pants and panties.
    “I notice you’re not really fighting.” She looked up into Kir’s suddenly serious face. “But if you really want us to stop, just say so.”
    Logan lay down next to her again and propped his head on his hand. “We do love you, you know.” His other hand caressed her bared stomach again. His touch was soft and soothing. “We want you comfortable with us.” His smile turned into a leer. “Of course, we’d like you hot for us, too.”
    The identical looks of hope on their faces melted her heart. “Guys…”
    “Yes?”
    “Hmm?”
    Panic fluttered briefly in her heart. I’m not ready for this yet. It’s too damn soon. “Give me time?” Time to figure out what’s really going on, and whether or not I want to be a part of it. “Please. I’m not saying no, I’m saying wait. This…this isn’t something I take lightly.”
    Logan looked at Kir over her naked body and smiled. “I can live with that.”
    “So can I.” Kir leaned down and placed a soft kiss on her forehead.
    They lay down next to her, Logan being extra careful of her wounded right shoulder. His erection pressed against her right hip, while Kir’s pressed against her left. A wicked, sleepy grin crossed his lips. “G’night, John-boy.”
    Two groans were quickly followed by a dark chuckle.
    Oh, man. What the hell am I doing?
    She’d just turned down sex with two of the most gorgeous men she’d ever met, but was still sleeping naked with them.
    Jamie was going to have her committed.

Chapter Six
    Kir leaned back against the base of the chaise lounge,