Page 47 of Tangled Hearts

“Morning,” I said, walking into the kitchen, seeing Ryder cooking.

“Good morning,” the twins said from the sofa in the living room.

“Hungry?” Ryder asked.

“Always,” I said, sitting on the high chair, worried it might not hold my weight.

“Good morning,” Oria said, as she took the last few steps of the stairs.

I stood up immediately, giving her my seat.

“Good morning, Sunshine.”

“Good morning, Blondie.”

Her cheeks flushed when she saw the twins. I keep waiting for jealousy to set in, but nothing but contentment for her filled my emotions. She sat down, keeping her eyes down, but I tilted her chin up to appreciate that blush.

“Red looks good on you, Sol,” I said, kissing her nose.

“I love it on you too,” she said, rubbing my cock before kissing me.

My face instantly heated up as she kissed me like she had in every dirty fantasy I had ever had of her. I groaned, feeling myself crave her more.

“Damn, Max, let the poor girl breathe,” one of the twins shouted.

“I don’t need air if I’m kissing Maxton,” she said, against my lips, making my heart grow.

“Keep saying things like that and I might not be a gentleman anymore,” I said, standing in between her legs, cupping her face and nipping her lip.

“I don’t need a gentleman, Max. I’m fine spreading these legs for you and seeing how much I can make you moan,” she purred.

I growled, wanting that and so much more. My body and mind were at war.

“But we can wait,” she whispered. “Woo me, Maxton.”

“You’re making this hard, Sol,” I whispered. “There's nothing I want more than to sink into that tight heat. I want you to scream my name till you're begging me to let you come, as I bring you to the edge over and over again.”

She shivered in my arms. Her sweet scent permeated the air.

“But we will do it when the time's right because there is so much more than just our bodies. I fell in love with you because of the person you are,” I said, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. “I never stood a chance, bond or no bond. I think I've always been yours.”

I kissed her softly as her blush returned. I clenched my hands to keep from throwing her over my shoulder. Why did I have to say I wanted to wait?

I felt everyone’s gaze on us, but I went towards the stove to get her a plate to distract myself. Ryder studied me as he helped me gather a plate for her.

“I’m glad it's working out; you deserve your happily ever after,” he said in a low voice.

“We all could have one, if you just let yourself be happy,” I said, wishing he would move past his previous girl.

“I know and I think I’m ready for that.” He gave me a small smile.

I don’t know why, but I always liked Ryder, even though he was mean to our girl; I knew it was from a place of hurt. I almost felt bad that the woman he loved died, but mating Oria was not the answer to his sorrows and I’m glad he didn’t jump into their relationship too quickly.

I clapped his shoulder, turning around to give a plate of food to Oria. She looked at us with warmth in her gaze, like she approved of our friendship.

“Here you go, Sol,” I said, setting the plate of food in front of her.

Ryder passed me some utensils and I grabbed a napkin off the counter. I opened the fridge, got out a water and opened it for her too.

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