Page 61 of Ours to Keep

“Don’t do that, El,” he says, his thumb stroking soft circles. “Don’t shy away from me, from us. Don’t hide.”

I swallow and nod, relaxing into his touch and the warmth of Lily’s thigh.

I’m just drifting off myself when I hear a faint moan, and when I open my eyes, the light from the hallway casts a glow over Lily’s face, her lips parted slightly.

My eyes move to River. He’s watching me. I don’t know if he was asleep, but he’s very much awake now. He leans up on his elbow so I can see his entire face as he peers down at Lily.

“Hmm, I think our girl is having a naughty dream,” he says, his voice a rough whisper.

As if hearing his words, Lily moves, causing River to groan as her chest arches towards me, her arse towards him.

“I think you might be right.”

River releases my thigh and pulls the cover back to reveal our bodies beneath. Lily’s t-shirt has risen, revealing her plainwhite knickers. My eyes move to her chest, where her nipples are pebbled beneath the material.

His hand ghosts over her thigh, and she pushes back into him again, and he groans at the contact.

“Fucking hell,” he mutters.

His hand stays on her thigh, holding her to him as she writhes some more, her breaths becoming heavier, laden with small wanton whimpers and causing my dick to twitch. I reach into my boxers to adjust myself, my tip already leaking with pre-cum.

And then my hand joins Rivers, stroking her thigh and up to her hip.

“Lily,” he says softly, his lips ghosting over her cheek.

She stirs some more as his hand moves to the waistband of her knickers, his fingertips teasing the elastic.

“Yes,” she whispers, urging him lower.

He groans, his eyes shooting to mine as if asking what he should do. I shrug, because damn.

“Lily,” he says again. “Do you want me to touch you?”

She licks her lips, the slight nod of her head. “Yes, River, please touch me.”

A guttural moan escapes him. “Fuck,” he curses, dipping his fingers lower but stopping, being at war with himself.

Lily’s eyes flicker open, staring right at me. Her pupils are dilated, the grey a beautiful silver in this light. “Please,” she whispers, licking her lips, awake and needy.

I move my hand to the globe of her arse cheek and squeeze, causing her to let out a small whimper of pleasure.

“You heard her,” I say, glancing at River. “Our girl needs us.”

He dips his hand lower between the apex of her thighs, his fingers moving beneath the soft cotton.

“So fucking wet,” he says into her ear. “Were you dreaming about us, you little vixen?”

Her lips part on an O with whatever he does with his skilled fingers next.

Within minutes, he’s pulling an orgasm from her that has her chanting his name like a sacred prayer and, fuck me, it’s a sight to behold.

“You come so beautifully, sweetheart,” I say, my hand roaming over her hip as River pulls his hand free, his wet fingers tracing a trail over the back of my hand before he raises them to my mouth.

“Taste,” he says right as he thrusts against Lily’s arse, causing her to jerk with a soft gasp.

I wrap my lips around his fingers and suck off her juices, sin and honey. Holding her eyes the entire time, I feel her hand moving to my thigh before reaching for my erection. I groan around River’s fingers as she rubs against me, hating that there’s material between her touch and my dick. As if reading my mind, her hand dips into my boxers, taking my hard length into her fist and drawing a deep moan from me, as my tongue swirls around River’s fingertips.

“Yes, Lily, just like that,” he coos into her ear before pulling his hand free and reaching up underneath her t-shirt to play with her breast.

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