Page 132 of The Piece You Stole

When Kade shifts a little behind me, I angle my head back to meet his gaze. The moment I have, he closes one hand around my nape, dips his head, and kisses me. It’s luscious and deep, and so perfect that I grind down on Aden because staying still feels impossible.

Kade breaks the kiss, lifts his head an inch from mine, and gives me a long, searching look. “More, angel?”

I know what he’s asking me. He wouldn’t be on his knees behind me in this bed, the hard length of him tucked against my ass if this wasn’t leading down a certain path. I’m so full of Aden that I don’t see how my body can have space for Kade, too. But the thought of Kade easing every inch of his cock into my ass…of having them both move inside me…

My breath catches as a hot flush dances over my skin.

A slow smile stretches across Kade’s lips before he peers over my shoulder. “Aden?”

Before I can ask Kade what he’s asking Aden to do, Aden threads one hand through my hair, turns my head around, and tugs me down for a kiss so decadent, I melt into him.

As Aden pumps into me, I rock my hips, groaning as each glide of him deep within me draws me closer and closer to another release.

A drawer snicks open and then shut again. Seconds later, coldness touches my back and I startle from the sensation, breaking Aden’s kiss. I’m turning to find out what it was when Aden reclaims my lips, strokes his hands down my back, and settles both on my ass. He parts my cheeks, stretching me tighter around his cock. I rip my mouth from his with a loud moan as my muscles continue to ripple around him.

Aden thrusts hard into me, groaning deep in his throat. “Baby, you have to stop that, or I won’t last.”

“And then playtime, or this round of it, is over,” Kade says with a dark smile in his voice.

Forcing my breathing to steady, I turn to peer over my shoulder, and my heart stops for the second time.

Kade is on his knees behind me, but that isn’t what has me staring.

The entire length of his cock glistens.

I don’t know where he got the lube from, but I guess that explains the sound of a drawer opening and closing. A prickle of anxiety flutters in my belly because he’s big. I thought he was big before, but now, knowing where he’s going to be pressing himself into me, I wonder if maybe this isn’t a good idea.

Is he going to fit?

Kade doesn’t speak, only continues to observe me with a question in his eyes. Do I want this?

“I don’t know if I can,” I whisper the words. Afraid that no matter how much I might want this, I won’t be able to give them the same pleasure they give me.

Kade’s lips claim mine in a hard kiss. “You can.” Amusement stirs in the depth of his eyes. “You remember your word?”

“Yes.”

“Tell me it now. So I know you remember.”

“Dariel,” I say.

“Good girl. Turn now.” Kade smiles as he places a hand on my lower back and presses his fingers into my skin so I’m lying flush on Aden’s chest.

Gripped by tension, I wait for Kade to push his thick length deep inside me, but his hands stroke over my ass in a firm massage, over and over.

Aden rubs his hands up and down my back soothingly as if to relax me. After a few seconds, it starts to work.

But when Kade strokes closer and closer to my passage, I feel myself tense, bracing myself for pain.

The tip of his littlest finger glides along my passage but doesn’t enter, just lightly brushes, as if he’s getting me used to the sensation of having him touch me there.

“I need you to relax for me, angel,” Kade rumbles.

Drawing in a deep breath, I hold it, and then let it go, hoping to release all my tension with it. But it’s still there. Defeated, I close my eyes. “I can’t.”

I’m too broken.

Aden slides his hand around the nape of my neck, angles his head, and kisses me softly on the lips before pulling away.

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