Page 81 of Broken Pieces

With a tease of a smile, I move even faster. “Jesus, Vi.” His hands clamp down on my hips, trying to keep me still, but I reach down under the water and move my hand under his leg to cup his balls.

“Fuck!” He cries out. His hips thrusts so hard that my pussy slams into Max’s face, making his tongue spear deep inside me as his nose hits my clit and I come.

Max emerges from the water, gasping for air as he smooths his hair back. “Did he just?” He asks between breaths and I nod, laughing.

His face scrunches up as he quickly jumps out of the tub and I call after him, “Hey, where are you going?”

“I’m not sitting in his come.” Pulling me off Maddox’s lap, he takes me with him and I wrap my legs around his waist.

“It can be payback for trashing my car. Don’t think I’m going to let that slide. I’m only leaving it for now so we don’t upset Violet again, but believe me I've not forgotten.”

Ignoring his brother's rant, Max takes me by surprise and kisses me again. I feel a soft, warm towel wrap around my shoulders as Maddox joins us, circling his arms around me from behind.

I could really get used to this treatment.

We lie curled up together, in a nest of blankets and cushions, by the fireplace.

I’m exhausted and I’m sure Max and Maddox are as well, but none of us want to sleep.

Honestly, I’m scared that if I fall asleep, when I wake up they’ll be gone. That I’ve been living a fantasy all night and I’ll be back in my dorm room all alone by morning.

Max shifts his weight beneath me, he’s been restless for the past ten minutes. I sit up, the blanket slipping off me as I move away from him to give him some more room. “Come back here,” he says, reaching for me.

“No, you’re clearly not comfy. Are you hurting?” I nod towards his arm. I’m not sure the exact extent of his pain, but his right side seems to cause him the most problems.

He looks embarrassed. That’s the last thing I ever want him to be around me. “My leg’s going a bit numb, is all. Don’t give me that look, Violet. I’m fine.”

If he doesn’t want my sympathy, the least I can do is give him my support. “Can I touch you?” I ask before I put my hands on him.

“Sweetheart, you don’t ever have to ask permission for that.” I shuffle forward and Maddox sits up as well, his hands settle on my hips as he watches me trail my fingers along the large line of scar tissue running down Max's outer thigh. I have to swallow back the griefstill present in my own body. Max has gone through hell and he put himself through even more to get me back.

They both shiver from my touch.

It will always amaze me how connected they are.

When I pull my hand away, Max grabs it and puts it back. “Don’t stop. I was so worried that I wouldn’t be able to feel you or that it would be different.”

“Is it different?”

“Yeah, but in a good way. Your touch is so soft and it helps me ignore everything else.”

I lean in and kiss him gently, giving him more of the softness he needs. He grabs my ass pulling me onto his lap and I can feel him hard beneath me.

They weren’t joking when they said they've got two years of sex to make up for. I can’t believe they saved it all for me.

There’s no way I’m going to be able to take him again tonight, either of them.

Maddox pinches my chin, guiding me over onto his lap for a kiss. “Don’t worry, I didn’t forget about you,” I murmur against his lips.

“Of course not, you could never forget this,” he says, rocking his hips so his cock glides against me and I roll my eyes. There’s a sudden sharp sting on my backside as Maddox spanks me.

“Hey!”

He shrugs, “roll your eyes at me again and you’ll get another one.” I scowl at him for a moment before rolling my eyes and quickly launching myself at Max, to get away from him.

“Don’t think I’m going to help you,” Max says as he pins me down on his lap. “I want to see you get spanked by your big brother.”

“No fair!” I moan and Maddox’s hand comes down hard on my other cheek.

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