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A girl could grow to love this.

Chapter Thirteen

Cece

With a nip at the back of my neck, Xander rolls away from us, his grin bright in the spotlight as he stands. “I’m glad I went fishing in the pockets of the dead.”

“How so?” Liam asks, his lips working across my chest, my skin tingling with each press.

Two condoms fall into the dirt beside us before he pulls out a packet of baby wipes he must have found somewhere. “Because now there’s no waiting. If that’s what you want?” he asks, his face suddenly concerned that he’s read the situation wrong, his hands pausing mid-clean.

“No, you got that right. I want you. Both of you.” A wave of uncertainty flares. “If that’s what you want?”

Liam chuckles beneath me. “Cece, I could be half dead in a hospital, and I’d want you. Fuck, I should probably be in a hospital right now, and still...” he hitches up his hips, his cock solid beneath me.

A tiny moan escapes me as it hits me just right, and their voices join my own. “Sweet savage, you keep making those noises, and I won’t be gentle with you,” Xander says.

I flutter my eyes open, gazing up at the guy my brother always warned me away from, the guy whose brand of troubleI never guessed matched my own. “Then get naked and do something about it,” I challenge.

He throws his head back, laughter echoing off the old stones around us, before stripping off the last of his clothes, the sight of him leaving me aching and wanting. Liam’s fingers slide between us, dipping under the hem of my underwear, making it worse.

“You keep looking at me like that, and I for sure won’t be gentle,” Xander says, the teasing in his voice notably absent.

“All talk and no action, Alexander Liu. Don’t disappoint me.”

Liam chuckles, then without warning, I’m lifted from his lap and half tossed at Xander. “Show her you’re good for it, Liu.”

He catches me like I’m a precious vase, and my skin burns everywhere it touches. Flicking me free from the last of my dress, it falls from my hips. With a muttered curse, Xander drops to his knees, his hands sliding down my body like he needs to savor the feel of me, before dragging my underwear down as well.

Then I’ve got no choice but to grip his muscled shoulders as he devours me, the same brutal mixture of tongue and teeth leaving me rocking against his mouth. Pleasure zaps through me, each nip soothed by a kiss, each thrust of his tongue accompanied with a twist that makes my toes tingle.

“God, please, more,” I mutter, one hand sliding up and gripping the back of his hair, the black strands barely long enough to keep myself steady as I try to get impossibly closer.

His chuckle against me vibrates, and I squirm. Then, he scoops first one of my knees, then the other over his shoulders, leaving me to tumble backwards with a shout.

I’m ready to murder the bastard when two other hands catch me. Liam lowers me, the angle strange and vulnerable. Blinking open my eyes, I’m left in awe as the light slices between the graves, highlighting exactly what Xander is doing to me, an erotic show for Liam and me. With Liam’s fingers roaming overmy skin, the show isn’t just visual. It’s a decadent mess of pleasure from the tip of my ears to my pinky toes.

Aggression and passion highlighted between my legs; slow, sensual teasing hidden in the shadows across my chest.

I sink into the juxtaposition, reveling in my worship, the moments long between breaths, the point where I catapult over the edge, inching closer with every caress.

With a hum that’s more vibration than sound, Xander spears two fingers into me. After all the lead up, the simple move leaves me teetering, every nerve aching for release. Then he pulls my clit into his mouth and sucks, his tongue lashing against the sensitive nub.

I explode from the inside out, my limbs and mind no longer my own, instead captives locked to my pleasure. “Holy fuck,” I whisper, my mind silent as my orgasm continues to rocket through me, wave after wave, Xander wringing every ounce of pleasure from my body like it’s his one purpose on earth.

It takes what feels like forever for my spirit to return to my body, every inch of my skin sensitive to their joint touches. “Okay, challenge won,” I mumble, and Liam shakes with laughter beneath me.

“Nope. You’re not getting out of your challenge that easily,” Xander says.

“You call that easy?” I gasp. Instead of answering, Liam turns me so I’m plastered against his mostly naked body, kissing me with an intensity I could easily bathe in forever. Xander passes him a condom and, using what little muscle control I have after that explogasm, I slowly lower myself onto him.

I ride the excruciatingly delicious stretch of him entering me, throwing my head back as if it’ll make more room for the beast I’m trying to fit inside of me.

When I finally take him all the way, I sigh, my body still half limp.

“Oh god, so tight,” Liam mutters, his palms on my hips like a barely held back demand.

Xander takes my bonelessness and adds to it, nipping at my neck, kissing down my spine, his hands slipping around me and rolling my nipples between his fingers, every motion turning me to jelly between the two of them.

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