That’s all they need.
Ryder kisses me first, slow and consuming. His big hands cradle my head, like I’m the most delicate thing he’s ever touched, as his tongue teases and claims my mouth.
Then Caller’s hands are on my hips, dragging my back against him. I feel his arousal pressing against me and I gasp into Rye’s mouth.
“You feel that?” Callen growls against my neck. “That’s what you do to us.”
Ryder’s mouth travels down my jaw, his teeth grazing my throat. Callen lifts the hem of my shirt slowly, giving me time to change my mind. I don’t. I raise my arms, and they strip me bare between them.
When I stand there, naked, they both circle me slowly, like two predators circling their prey before they pounce. Their eyes devouring me, their breaths heavy.
I know I have imperfections, faded silver stretch marks from my pregnancy, a bit of a mum tum, but with the way they look at me, I don’t have an ounce of self-consciousness. They make me feel beautiful without saying a word. you are
“You’re perfect,” Ryder whispers, his fingers training down my spine. “You don’t even know what you doing to us, do you?”
I shake my head, trembling with anticipation so intense I’m afraid I’ll combust with a single touch.
Callen lifts me in one smooth motion and lays me across the bed. Ryder kneels beside me, suddenly naked now too. Callen pulls off his shirt and the sight of them together, looking dark and dangerous, makes my thighs press together.
“Open,” Callen commands, placing his hands on my
I do. knees.
He lowers between my legs, eyes locked on mine, and licks a slow line up my centre that makes my hips jerk off the bed.
“Sweet f*cking hell,” he groans. “You’re soaked for us, and so delicious.”
Ryder leans in, kissing me as his hand slips up to cup my breast, his thumb circling my n****e. “Let us take care of you,” he says, as he pulls his mouth from mine. “Let us show you what it means to be ours.”
Callen’s tongue flicks against my clit, drawing a cry from my lips. My hips writhe as he sucks, teasing me with relentless skill. Ryder kisses me again, swallowing my sounds. He deepens the kiss as his hand slides down my body.
When his fingers join Callen’s mouth, spreading me to expose me more to Callen’s hot mouth, I cry out.
“So sensitive,” Ryder whispers. “You’re close already, aren’t you?”
I nod and whimper. “So close.”
“Then come,” Ryder growls.
His words break me. The orgasm hits fast, stealing my breath and arching my back. They don’t stop. They ride it out with me, drawing it out until I’m shaking.
When Callen finally pulls back, he licks his lips. “I could live between your thighs”
Ryder shifts lower, taking Callen’s place between my legs. “I’ve waited long enough.”
His c*ck presses against my entrance, and he pauses. “Last chance to change your mind.”
“Ryder,” I pant, “please.”
He thrusts into me in one deep stroke, reuniting our bodies and filling me completely.
Callen’s mouth swallows my gasp as he leans over, kissing me deeply as his brother begins to move.
Slow, deep and perfect.
Ryder grunts with every thrust, like he’s barely holding himself together. “F*ck, Paige, I’ve missed you. So f*cking much. Missed how good you feel.”
Callen strokes my cheek, whispering filth between kisses. “Do you think you can come again just from his c*ck? Let’s find out just how good of a fit we are for you.”
Ryder’s pace quickens, his hands gripping my hips, angling me just right. Pleasure sparks through me, stronger than before, stronger than ever.
I moan, helpless. “I’m close again.”
“Let go, baby,” Callen urges. “Let him feel you come for him.”
I unravel around Ryder with a strangled cry, every muscle locking as he thrusts into me over and over, then with one last, devastating thrust he spills into me with a low possessive growl, reminding me exactly what he is.
He collapses over me, both of us panting.
Callen watches us, naked now too. His hand strokes slowly over his shaft, waiting.
“You’re not done yet,” he murmurs. “Now it’s my turn.”
Ryder pulls out slowly, gently, and I whimper at the loss, at the sudden emptiness. He presses a kiss to my shoulder before rolling onto his side, his arm still draped over my waist like he can’t quite let me go.
Callen doesn’t hesitate. He’s already between my legs, his eyes tracing over my body like he’s trying to commit every inch of me to memory.
“Please, Cal,” I breathe, the anticipation killing me.
“You’re incredible,” he says. “Still so wet and willing, so ready for more.”
I open my mouth to demand he hurry up before I die of need, but my words catch when his hand slides. between my thighs. He groans, fingers slipping easily through the mess Ryder left behind.
“Still stretched from him,” Callen says quietly, more to himself than to me. “F*ck, this is the hottest thing
I’ve ever seen.”
My cheeks flush, but my hips lift into his hand without shame. There’s no hiding from him, not now.
He leans over me, kissing me like it’s a filthy promise. Then he lines himself up and pushes inside in one smooth thrust
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