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I narrow my eyes at him, but know that this is how it’s going to be. If she’s going to be with all of us, we all have to share her. I know we will, even if we don’t always want to.

We all end up in the bed, I’m between Max and Adam just like I wanted to be, though he lays on his back, only touching with the side of his arm as it’s draped across his middle. It’s good for me. I don’t want to cuddle anyone, I just want to feel surrounded by them.

Caine has her back plastered to his front, so she’s facing me. Which means I’m able to watch as she drifts off to sleep easily. I wish I could, and part of me wants to, but I also just enjoy staring at her. It’s even better that she’s the last thing I see as I finally do drift off.

I wake up a little while later, it’s still dark, but the room is filled with deep breathing from the other three people sleeping. I’m still facing Max who’s now laying on her back, Caine’s arm banded around her like he doesn’t want her to leave his side, even in sleep. I remember the night I fell asleep with my cock inside her, and as much as I want to do that again I’m sure she’s sore. But I need to touch her.

Feeling Adam at my back also makes me want to touch him as well. I look over to see that he’s sleeping how he always does. I think about what would happen if I tried to touch him right now.Then, Max makes a soft noise, pulling my attention back to her, and she’s back to being my singular focus.

I want to have her come, but make sure she’s taken care of. I slide down the bed carefully, not wanting to wake any of them as I settle between her thighs. I slide them apart gently, nuzzling my nose against her core before running my tongue along the seam. She moans softly and I want to make her come while she’s still sleeping. I want to fall asleep with the taste of her on my tongue.

I spread her slightly and flick my tongue on her clit. She lets out the softest, sweetest moan and it only spurs me on. I suck the bud into my mouth and then stiffen my tongue, spearing it into her opening. She whimpers and shifts around as I lick, tasting the remnants of earlier and the new wetness that I lap up greedily.

She starts to move, shifting around on the bed a bit more, and her little sleepy cries have me humping the bed to relieve some of the ache from my rock hard cock at the taste of her. I move my attention back up to her clit and tease her entrance with a single finger because I know she’s sore. I push in carefully and she sucks in a sharp breath. I think for a second she’s awake and carefully flick my tongue on her clit slightly, but when I look up her eyes are still closed, though her breathing is a little more rapid, and I’m sure she’s still sleeping.

I go back to fucking her with my tongue, lapping her clit and when her moans get a little louder I think she may wake up Adam and Caine, but she’s close, so I continue. Within seconds she’s coming, coating my tongue in her sweetness and I lap it all greedily.

She comes down, and while I want to bury my cock in her, I’m not going to wake her up because she needs to sleep after what she did tonight. I gently kiss my way up her stomach, biting her nipples enough that she whimpers, but still doesn’t wake up.

I continue to move up her body before kissing her lips softly, and then settling next to her. Adam shifts slightly when my weight hits the bed next to him again. That’s when I decide to be risky, turning toward him and resting my hand on his chest lightly, just my fingers then my entire hand. He doesn’t move, and I know he’s still asleep.

In a way it’s nice touching him like this, something we’ve never done. It’s not leading to sex, it’s not for any reason other than to just touch. After a few moments, I slide my hand down, feeling more of him before removing it to turn back toward Max and hold her against me.

As I’m drifting off, I feel Adam move, and I don’t dare say anything as his arm comes around me and onto Max, holding both of us at the same time. I smile and this time when I fall asleep it comes a lot easier, still tasting her, hearing her soft and sleepy moans. Having her in my arms, surrounded by more love than I’ve ever known and the peace that comes with that is something I never want to lose.

CHAPTER 43

CAINE

I’m wrapping my hands at the gym when my phone rings. I want to ignore it, especially when I see it’s my mom. I rarely hear from her, usually if my parents have something to say to me it’s going to be my dad. I thought I was done with them after his little visit.

I’ve been happy these past few days after we all talked to Danner. I was ready to commit a murder when we left, but Max knew exactly what I needed that night and distracted all of us perfectly.

I’ve known I loved her, I said the words after my fight in California. I’m sure she saw, but I didn’t say it to her again, only while she was asleep. But the fact that she loves all of us. I shake my head thinking about that night. There’s no denying my feelings for her, because clearly I’ll give her whatever she wants since I’m willing to share her, and that’s something I didn’t think I would ever do.

My phone rings again, and I’m annoyed as I go to answer it. “Hello?”

“Hi, Caine, do you have a minute?”

I huff out a breath. “Not really, but what? I thought I was cut off.”

She’s quiet for a second, and I hear some shuffling before she speaks again. “It’s no mystery we aren’t happy with the decisions you’ve made. I do think you should know what’s going on even though your father didn’t want to tell you.”

I sigh, because I’m sure there’s a lot going on he doesn’t want me to know. Especially in regard to Carson and the case since he and my brother are apparently representing Max’s parents. Which is so many levels of fucked up I can’t even get into it. “What?” I ask.

“You’re involved with the Barclay girl, correct?”

“Mhmm.”

“The one who’s fiancé was just murdered.”

“Supposedly,” I murmur.

“You know your father’s firm is representing her parents since they are suspects in the case?”

“Mom, what is the point to any of this? I don’t care who dad is representing. You guys don’t want me in your family anymore so I don’t know why you’re talking to me.”

She sighs. “You’re still my son, and you’re still an Aldridge. I don’t want you to go to prison. I still care even if you think I don’t.”

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