Page 129 of The Piece You Stole

As Aden kisses a lazy path down my body, Kade’s gaze doesn’t move from my face. It’s as if he wants my responses more than he wants to see what Aden is doing to me.

Aden’s lips close around my nipple, and he sucks. Pleasure explodes in my mind. A gasp bursts out of me as I fist my hands in the sheets, and my back arches up off the bed.

His mouth.

Kade’s fingers tighten around his glass. “Angel,” he murmurs, voice husky, eyes fixed on my face. “Tell me how it feels. Tell mewhatyou feel?”

My stomach clenches at the hunger in his voice. He wants me. Is thinking about climbing into this bed with us and touching me. But he won’t. Not unless I say it’s what I want. Is this why Aden was so insistent about me having a safe word? He’d intended for Kade to join us?

Aden’s hands stroke over my breasts, quelling an ache he put there. But it’s not enough. My core tightens and ripples with each tug of his mouth on me. Just when I think I can’t take anymore, he turns his attention to my neglected breast, starts slow, and builds the pleasure right back up again.

“I can’t,” I drag in a ragged breath. “It’s too—”

Aden swirls his tongue over my nipple, lifts his head, and gently blows cool air over me, making me moan.

My head falls back, too lost in my pleasure to focus on Kade.

Somewhere around the ten-minute mark, I start begging Aden for more.

Around the twentieth minute, I have my hands in his hair as I try to force him down on top of me because I’m close, so close. Yet, just as I’m about to crash over the edge with the things he’s doing with his lips and tongue, he releases my nipple and gentles his touch until the urgent pressure between my thighs eases.

I lay panting, skin flushed, lips parted as I drag air into my parched lungs.

Aden gives each breast one final soft kiss, as if in farewell, and continues his languid journey down across my belly.

The next time I open my eyes, Kade is no longer holding his whiskey, but that doesn't mean his hand is empty.

I stare at the fierce arousal he grips in one tight fist, and it’s as if all the time I spent steadying my breathing never happened. He's so thick and full that my core clenches when I remember how good it felt having him inside me. My breathing turns heavy as I take in every inch of him.

He’s stirring a hunger in me to push Aden away, crawl over to him, and take him in my mouth.

I want to know what he tastes like. Wild and earthy or rich and passionate. Will his essence make me want to swallow him so deep that he clamps his hand in my hair and groans out my name?

My breath catches at the thought of shattering his control. Of making him lose his mind.

I dart my tongue out and lick my bottom lip. Kade grips himself a little tighter, and a tiny bead of liquid forms at the tip of his cock.

Aden’s hands press me open, drawing my gaze away from Kade to watch as he settles himself between my thighs. His eyes meet mine. “Are you ready for me to begin?”

Begin?

As I peer down the length of my flushed body, I realize how right that question is. All his kisses, his nips, and his hungry licks have primed me for this moment. A restless energy vibrates through me. I swallow hard and then bite my lip. “What happens now?”

As if I need to ask. The burn in Aden’s hazel eyes is telling me everything I need to know. He’s going to put his mouth on me and his tongue in me. And once he’s driven me into a climax so hard I doubt I’ll survive it, I can choose to end things and go to sleep.

Or…

My eyes return to Kade, who hasn’t moved and who is still gripping his cock as if he’s waiting for me to tell him what to do with it.

This is insane,I tell myself. For one split second, it’s as if I’m floating from the ceiling, looking down at everything happening in this room.

I see myself, stretched out on the bed, naked, my thighs splayed wide with Aden lying between them, and Kade, standing, with a hand gripping the base of his cock in a tight fist.

What am I doing?

Reality drags me into a seated position as I wrap my arms around myself, my embarrassment lighting a fire under every inch of my skin. “This is a—”

“Mistake?” Dark amusement deepens Kade’s voice, drawing my gaze to the half-smile I know I will find curving his full lower lip. “Because I think we all know that isn’t true.”

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