When Aden’s tongue brushes a bundle of nerves, I cry out, jerking my attention back to his face, needing to see him do it. He licks me again, and I whimper. I’m so sensitive that I’m moving away, fighting him, just as he said I would. His hands clamp around my hips, and he pauses for a beat. As if he’s waiting for me to stop him.
But who would want to stop a pleasure so delicious it’s almost painful?
Aden drags me back to him as his tongue laps hungrily between my thighs. When my cries grow sharper and more frantic, he strokes his tongue up, circling and circling my clit when I need him to suck.
My hands tighten in Aden’s hair as my release hovers tantalizingly close. And all the while, the slap of skin on skin warns me Kade is watching what Aden is doing to me, and it’s going to make him come. And soon.
Kade’s eyes on me, Aden’s tongue in me. There’s only so much a girl can take, and I reach my limit.
Now. I have to come now.
I’m hanging on the edge, eyes wild, my body covered in a fine layer of sweat, quivering because it’s right there. Aden draws my clit into his mouth and gently sucks.
Throwing my head back, I scream as my climax hits with enough force that I forget to breathe, to think. Nothing else matters butthis.
I thrash, fighting to get away from Aden’s gentling tongue with no idea where I’m going or why.
My name falls from Kade’s lips in a ragged groan, and I know he has found his release moments after mine.
“Aden,” I pant as I fight to breathe, hot and sticky and so satisfied I never want to move for the rest of my life.
Aden moves up the bed and pulls me into his arms. I taste myself in his short, sweet kiss as he smooths my hair back, murmuring gentle reassurances that I barely understand as he eases me down from my shattering climax.
He’s still hard against my belly. As I’m working out how to tell him I want more, the bed dips and a cool body slips in behind me, pressing close. Kade.
He kisses my throat as he slides his arm around my waist. “Beautiful.” He kisses me again, this time on the back of my shoulder. “You’re so fucking beautiful when you come, angel.”
It’s impossible not to respond to Kade when I feel him hardening, so I push my ass back and rub myself on him, sighing softly into Aden’s mouth.
“Still hungry, angel eyes?” Kade whispers his words on the back of my shoulder, and I hold still because I know what he’s thinking. I know it because I’m thinking it too. I want him inside me. I want them both inside me.
Aden breaks his kiss, his hand framing my jaw as he studies me for a beat. “You want more, Saige?” he asks, voice low.
I hesitate.
Kade grips my hip and inches closer, his cock rubbing along my folds from behind. I gasp and then moan when pleasure rains over me.
“Kade, stop,” Aden snaps. “She has to agree.”
Kade stops moving, but that isn’t what I want.
Meeting Aden’s eyes, I kiss him as I sling my leg over his hip and lean into him until he rolls onto his back. He peers up at me as I straddle him, and again, I get the sense that he’s waiting for me to decide what to do. I shift a little forward, lift my hips, and then press down on the tip of him, taking him into my body.
Aden’s jaw tightens, and his hands flex on my hips as we hold our stare. Easing my body from his, I sink onto him again, taking him deeper until I’ve swallowed every inch of him. I try to hold back my moan, but it feels so good having him inside me that I fail.
Eyes closing, I toss my head back with a long moan.
“So beautiful,” Aden groans as he gently rocks inside me.
Familiar hands—Kade’s hands—close around my waist, just above Aden’s. “Yes, she is.”
Peeling my eyes open, I sit a little straighter on Aden, my hands on his chest as he pumps gently inside me. I sigh as I wriggle. “That feels so good.”
“You feel good,” Aden groans. “Perfect.”
From behind me, Kade’s hands stroke along my arms, careful of my still-healing wound. He caresses my breasts and my hips with a firmer touch than Aden explored my body.
Different,I decide,but still perfect in another way I love.