Chapter 67

FIVE HUNDRED YEARS AGO "Uh?" Rose mumbled, no idea what he was talking about. "He wants you to sit up," Raine explained. "Ok, okay," she mumbled. Rained helped her sit up. When she did, Dale settled behind her, his legs stretched out on either side of her. Andrew lay between her legs, running his lips up and down her inner thighs. Dale ran his hands down the front of her body and didn't waste time before going all the way down to the juncture of her legs. She humped her hips forward, dying for some contact. Andrew's lips or Dale's fingers, whichever got there first. She almost jumped out of her body when Andrew's tongue gave her clit a long slow lick. "So responsive," Raine muttered, his lips hovering above hers. "Our good little princess." Her core clenched in response to his words. There was something about his male--his gaze, his touches, his words, that left her undone. A finger slid through her folds and to her wet pussy. Dale. His warm breath washed over the side of her face. "Fu