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My heart pounds in my chest, and I rake my hands into River’s hair, dropping my head back to rest on Alex.

Alex’s fingertips roll over my nipple before pinching the tip hard enough to draw a sharp cry from me, then caress down my stomach to rub my clit between his two fingers.

Their pace is agonizingly slow. My breathing quickens, my heart pounds in my chest, and my skin’s alive with tingling sensations as the pleasure spreads from my toes to every corner of my body. My thighs tremble, and I feel the warmth of an orgasm beginning to build deep within me.

River bites down on my jaw and kisses up to my ear. “Come for us, Love, so I can finallyfuckyou.”

The thought of him sinking deep inside me has wave after wave of intense pleasure shattering me apart. They’d been building the orgasm so slowly that the fierceness of the release has my eyes rolling back, my body trembling between them.

They let me come down for several seconds before River places his strong hands around my leg and delicately hoists it over his hip. His eyes are filled with anticipation as the tip of his erection teases my entrance, generating a spark between us that sends shivers up my spine. In one fluid motion, he pushes himself inside me, filling me completely.

I knew he was big, but he fills me so thoroughly that the feeling of pressure is almost more than I can take.

Alex kisses along my shoulder blades as River slowly strokes inside me, letting me adjust to his size.

I feel cherished, cared for, loved—

I tense at the thought, and River pinches my nipples, drawing a squeak from my mouth.

“Stop thinking,” he says and bites my lower lip.

I let my mind go blank and lose myself to them. His strokes grow quicker until he is pounding inside of me, hitting that perfect spot.

A loud moan escapes from my lips as another orgasm builds inside of me. The pleasure is too much, and I clench around him again, making him groan against my mouth.

Alex returns his hand to my center, massaging my clit in tight circles, driving the pressure upward.

River growls low in his throat, his hips bucking into me with his release, triggering me over the edge with him.

Just as I start to catch my breath, I feel him carefully slide out, only to feel Alex notch his cock against me.

“You ready for me, Kitten?” Alex’s hot breath skates over my ear as he nips the lobe, and I press down on him, enveloping his cock in my slick heat.

A satisfied grunt rumbles up from his chest. I want to purr. We both groan as he fills me completely. A spasm rocks through me as the crown of his cock bumps my G-spot. We pause, savoring the moment.

River lays his forehead against mine, nuzzling and kissing me tenderly. His hand holds my thigh high on his hip, locking me in place while his friend thrusts into me from behind. I reach behind me and thread my fingers into Alex’s hair, holding on for dear life as every muscle in my body tightens, and another wave of pleasure erupts from deep within me. Alex thrusts a few more times, and then his grip tightens as he finds his own release.

“That was incredible,” I say between breaths.

River smiles softly, his brows creasing slightly as he looks at me tenderly. “You’re incredible,” he murmurs back.

My chest tightens, knowing there’s no coming back from this.

CHAPTER21

RIVER

The clock reads six forty-five.There are fifteen minutes before our alarm’s set to go off, and with each change of the numbers, my chest tightens a little more.

Mia’s leaving this morning, and no matter how tempting it is to ask her to stay longer, I know it wouldn’t be fair to her. She has her internship and charity to get back to. I’ll be damned before I’m responsible for the dark purple creeping back beneath her eyes.

Instead, I watch the clock like it’s personally to blame for us running out of time.

Mia’s back expands against my chest with each of her breaths. She’s burrowed her face against Alex’s chest, and he’s buried his hand in her hair. If it wasn’t for the way she held my fingers locked over her sternum, entwined in hers, I might have thought they were their own couple.

I knew from the beginning this was temporary. She lives in Ottawa, and we’re in Boston. Hell, even if we could manage it, there’s no guarantee she’d want that. It’s one thing to have a weekend fling. It’s a whole other thing to get involved with two NHL players. The media coverage alone would be enough to bury someone.

She’s amazing and selfless, and there’d be no doubt if she decided we’re worth it. She’d put up with whatever bullshit came with that. But I can’t do that to her. Not when she’s already stressed-out. Not when she’s already giving all of herself.

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