They kissed again, passionately, like two lovestruck lunatics, while Niall watched from close by, taking in the scorching, erotic display.

His hand moved rhythmically up and down his slick shaft, stroking himself as he waited for his turn which wouldn’t be much longer.

Maell broke the kiss and leaned back, propping himself up on his elbows on the bench.

Rose bit her lower lip, her eyes roaming over his sexy, muscular body, every inch of it radiating heat and desire.

She had never imagined she would belong not to one man like him, but to two.

"Come on, Luna. If you want it so badly, show me," Maell growled suggestively, his deep voice a challenge.

Rose’s gaze dropped to his deliciously thick length resting against his abdomen.

That’s when she noticed something new a tattoo etched just above his right hip, near his groin.

It was an intricate rose, like her name, with a date beneath it marking the start of their bond, along with a small phrase.

The words, written in delicate cursive, re