Page 133 of The Piece You Stole

I peel my eyes open to meet his gaze as I wait for him to do it again. When he doesn’t, I lean toward him and kiss him.

And then I pull back.

Then it’s his turn.

Again and again, we take turns pressing soft kisses on each other’s lips before retreating.

The fourth time he moves to pull away, I don’t let him. I grip his jaw and hold him to me, relaxing onto him. He’s still kissing me when an insistent burning pressure makes my eyes fly open and hold still.

Kade.

“Relax for me, angel,” Kade murmurs as he presses a little more of his finger inside me. Almost as soon as he’s pressed inward, he eases it out again.

Aden gently pumps up and into me, making me moan.

They take turns, Kade’s finger stroking deeper and deeper until it isn’t just one finger he edges into me, but two.

I moan as a heavy feeling settles in my belly, the slow-creeping sense that another climax is inching closer.

The next time Kade presses into my passage, I rock back to meet him.

My breathing changes, coming heavier now, as I lower my head and find Aden’s lips in a lingering kiss that has me shifting restlessly, the edgy feeling inside me growing, building into something new.

Aden parts my cheeks even wider a second before Kade thrusts three fingers deep within me. I gasp, and my eyes fly open as my muscles stretch and struggle to adjust to having Kade’s fingers burrowed deep in my ass.

It all stops. Aden’s thrusts. Kade’s fingers. The only thing that continues is my thudding heart. And the burn in my backside.

Kade kisses the back of my shoulder. “Good girl.”

His praise makes me restless—eager for more—or to do something that will give me more pleasure and praise. With my nerves still pulsing, I push myself back on Kade, taking more of him inside me. It burns a little but… I wriggle a little more, but it feels good too.

Kade strokes one hand over my hip before he gently squeezes. “More, angel?”

I nod.

He pulls his fingers from the depths of my ass, stroking slowly until the pressure leaves me in a rush. When I feel his blunt head settle between my ass cheeks, I grip Aden’s shoulders and hold my breath. Three fingers were a lot to take. Kade’s cock is even more. Maybe too much to take.

Kade leans over me and presses his lips to my ear. “I’m doing all the work here, okay? Just relax into Aden and I’ll come to you.”

His soft purr makes pleasure unfurl in my chest, and I wriggle a little more against Aden in response. Groaning, he pumps into me, making me wonder how much longer he can last because I don’t know how long I can.

Kade presses inward. I try to relax, to hold still, but the pressure and the burn make it impossible. “Angel.”

Closing my eyes, I force myself to release my breath and relax.

Kade pierces me with a pleasure-filled groan, and I whimper as he edges inside.

“Hurts,” I whisper.

“Stop, Kade,” Aden groans, even as he pumps into me, “You have to—”

“No,” I whisper when I feel Kade withdraw. Because not all pain is bad. This one comes with a dark pleasure that I haven’t had enough of yet. “More.”

Kade pauses, his lips brushing against my throat before he presses in a little deeper.

Crying out, I force myself to take another deep breath, release it, and relax.

“Good girl,” Kade croons. “I’m nearly there, angel. Just a little more now.”

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