Page 105 of Push My Buttons
Theo sinks to his knees in front of me, his eyes never leaving mine. "Your voice is beautiful," he says softly. "Even rough like this, it's the most beautiful sound I've ever heard."
I feel my cheeks warm at his praise. "Not fixed," I whisper. "Just... trying."
"Don't push yourself," Jace says, sitting beside me. His hand finds mine, his thumb tracing patterns on my skin. "Use whatever communication feels right to you. We're just happy to hear you, however much or little you want to speak."
I lean into him, suddenly exhausted. The adrenaline from the confrontation with Marcus is wearing off, leaving me drained and shaky. Theo remains on his knees before me, his hand resting lightly on my knee.
"I love you," I say to both of them, the words still strange on my tongue but necessary. "Both of you."
Theo's eyes widen, his lips parting in surprise. Jace's arm tightens around me.
"I thought—" Theo starts, then stops, swallowing hard. "I thought you weren't ready to say that yet."
I shrug, a small smile tugging at my lips. "Changed my mind."
Theo laughs, the sound warm and relieved. "You're incredible, you know that? Absolutely fucking incredible."
His hand slides up my leg, a question in his touch. I nod, granting permission, and he leans forward to press his lips to my knee, then my thigh, his eyes never leaving mine.
"Let us take care of you tonight," he murmurs against my skin. "Let us show you how much we love you."
The heat in his gaze sends a shiver down my spine. I glance at Jace, finding the same desire reflected in his eyes.
"Yes," I whisper, the word barely audible.
Theo rises from his knees, taking my hand and gently pulling me to my feet. I'm trembling slightly, from exhaustion, from adrenaline, from desire—I'm not sure which. Maybe all three.
"Let's get you to bed," he says softly.
They lead me to the bedroom, Jace's arm still protectively around my waist, Theo's fingers intertwined with mine. In the soft lamplight, they undress me with reverent hands, their touches feather-light against my skin.
"You're so beautiful," Theo murmurs, pressing a kiss to my shoulder as he slides my shirt off.
Jace kneels to remove my shoes, his fingers trailing up my calves as he rises. "We're going to take care of you tonight," he promises, his voice low and serious. "You don't have to do anything but feel."
A part of me wants to protest. I've spent days reclaiming my control, asserting my power over them. The thought of surrendering that hard-won dominance makes something in me resist. But another part—the part that's bone-weary and emotionally drained—craves the release of letting go, just for tonight.
"Let us worship you," Jace continues, his hands moving to the button of my jeans. "Let us show you how much we adore you. Tell us if you want to stop at any point."
"I won't want to stop," I whisper, the words scratching my throat.
They work in tandem, undressing me and moving me until I'm lying naked before them. I should feel vulnerable, exposed, but all I feel is cherished as their eyes travel over my body.
"So goddamn beautiful," Theo breathes, his hands sliding up my calves.
Jace's expression is more intense, almost predatory. "I want to taste you," he says, his voice dropping to a register that sends heat pooling between my thighs. "I've been thinking about it all day."
I nod, unable to deny him anything when he looks at me like that.
"Scoot up," he instructs, his tone gentle but commanding. "I want you over my face."
My breath catches at his words. We've done this before, but there's something different about it tonight—a new intensity, a shift in dynamic. I move up the bed as directed, my heart racing with anticipation.
Jace positions himself beneath me, guiding my thighs to either side of his head. His hands grip my hips, holding me suspended just above his mouth. I can feel his breath against my folds, warm and teasing.
"I could eat this pussy for dessert every day for the rest of my life," he murmurs, his eyes locked with mine. "The way you taste... it's addictive. Like nothing else in the world."
Before I can respond, he pulls me down onto his mouth, his tongue immediately finding my clit. I gasp, my hands flying to the headboard for support as pleasure jolts through me.
