Page 252 of Chaos has a Name
Pleasure.
With her breathy gasps of enjoyment, he made sure to leave no place on her body untouched.
All he wanted to do was distract her enough so that she could heal in peace.
What wouldn’t he give his woman?
When her hands went into his hair, she found his mouth again. Everything dropped away, and all there was in that moment was them.
When she jumped up, wrapping her legs around his waist, he supported them. With his back to the wall, the temperature went up.
And they found peace.
It would only be momentary, but it was what they both needed.
Craved.
“Bethe,” he whispered, his body calling to hers. He was hard and craved his woman.
And he always would.
While they had opened their world up, letting others in, Chris knew that she was always and forever his. Their marriage license, thanks to Charlie, cemented them together.
Coming back here was difficult for all of them, and Chris struggled.
Here was where he had to watch her love someone else.
Here was where he had to move on, trying to forget that he was in love with her still.
Here was where he nearly lost his daughter, and lost Cyra.
Damascusbroke a little piece of all of them—there was no doubt about that.
When she broke the kiss, she loosened up her grip on his body, and slid down his frame to her knees.
As he leaned against the wall, she took him into her mouth, and drove them closer to the edge.
There was no place he wanted to be than with her.
Ever.
Their open relationship worked because she was the core of their unit. It survived because each one of them loved her to the depths of their souls.
Elizabeth was their all.
From her place on the floor, she let the hot water caress her body, soothing all of the aches and pains. She also enjoyed sharing pleasure with Chris.
It helped her forget.
It helped her heal.
There was no place she’d rather be than with him, or Callen, or Ethan. They helped her forget that the world was a hard, cold place, and she was just one more pawn in Fate’s game.
As she blew him, his moans filled the enclosed space, and they were music to her ears. His reaction got her wet, and she knew that before they left this shower, he would refill her just enough for her to survive.
He was part of her heart, and Elizabeth’s treasure.
“God!” he muttered, his balls tightening as they took that moment to heal each other. “Sweetness, I’m off my game today. I’m not lasting long.”
