Page 46 of Keep Me (Rebel Hearts Heists 2)
And just like that, we get into a delicious tempo dictated by Kaden’s cadence as he swings and rocks his hips causing a tingling hot pressure to begin building up inside me and I feel like I’m floating.
I’ve never felt so safe, so loved and so sexy in my entire life.
I get lost in the sensation of their bodies owning mine and of their possessive but loving touches as Kaden’s palms rub against my hard nipples and Royce’s hand comes around to stroke my front. My sensitive skin is throbbing with the feeling caused by my men and Royce immediately finds my tight little nub, rubbing lazy circles on it with his still lubed up fingers.
That’s enough to make me come with a scream, my walls fluttering madly around Kaden as my nails dig into the firm skin of his chest.
“Baby I’m gonna, come.” He pants, unable to resist my spasms and following me over the edge.
“Shit,” Royce grunts from behind me. “I can feel both of you, I—” He has no choice but to join us in this crazy intense, almost exhilarating pleasure. The added feeling of him pulsing and spilling himself deep inside me at the same time as Kaden has the effect of keeping me floating with them, generating new waves of earth shattering bliss.
When it’s over, I’m still in such a floating place that I barely register Royce withdrawing slowly as I collapse on Kaden’s chest. I feel a wet cloth cleaning me up and I close my eyes as Royce’s arms circle me from behind.
For one night, for one blissful moment there’s no cops, no Russian billionaires, no casinos, no psycho exes. I fall into the most peaceful, sated slumber with the awareness that these men will fight for me.
