Page 9 of Rules We Break

Alex crawls back into the bed and drags my back to his chest. “I’ll give you a foot.” It’s playful more than anything, and I roll my eyes.

“A foot, eh?”

His fingers travel up my sides, until they brush the sensitive spot just below my ribs and I wiggle to try to get out of his grasp. “What are you trying to say? You don’t think between the two of us you get more than a foot?”

Heat floods my core, picture just how full they make me, and I rub my thighs together at his low, growly tone. We need to get out of this bed before we never get up. I break free of Alex’s grasp and go to climb over him. He’s so big I have to lift one leg over him at a time and he stops me, both hands on my hips while I’m straddling him.

My nipples are peaked, visible through my t-shirt, and his gaze narrows in on them. At some point last night, River had woken us up to shower and I threw on one of Alex’s shirts before crawling back into bed. His cock is nestled against my bare pussy, the tip pressed against my core and I know we’re not getting out of here any time soon.

A low meow comes through the crack under the door. We started locking Crookshanks out after an incident where he became a little too curious about Alex’s naked body.

“He’s probably hungry.” I lift, and Alex helps me off the bed mumbling something about ungrateful cats.

He looks so put out, I laugh and kiss him. My lips barely graze his before Crookshanks meows again.

Alex’s eyes narrow on the door, but I know he’s all bluff. Both River and Alex treat Crookshanks like he’s part of the family.

River’s the first to get dressed, pulling on a pair of workout shorts and not bothering with a shirt, leaving his sharp cut muscles on full display. I swallow hard, contemplating just opening the cat food bag and dragging them both back to bed, before River says,

“I’ll put on coffee. Breakfast then shopping.”

My stomach growls loudly at that, and both guys grin at me. We move around each other in the kitchen in a now familiar dance. As if we’d been doing this for years instead of months. I watch Alex run his hand down River’s ass, giving it a squeeze before flipping a pancake in the pan.

River turns to me brow lifted. “If you keep looking at us like that, we’ll never go shopping.”

I hum. “I like the sound of that.”

Alex slides a plate stacked with pancakes in front of me before smothering it with syrup. “Eat, you’ll need your energy for later.”

“Later?” I press my thighs together, and do my best not to squirm in my seat.

“Later.” His reply comes out as a promise.

I collapse back onto the mattress. We’ve been at the store for over an hour, feeling out each one. I swear River’s worse than Goldie Locks looking for the perfect firmness. He collapses beside me, and a low hum vibrates from his chest. Good sign.

“So, you like the hard ones?” The red-headed saleswomen says, a little too close to a completely oblivious Alex. For someone who’d considered himself a player, he’s definitely missed all the signs since we’ve been together.

“I guess. I mean they’re all pretty much the same.” He responds looking through the rows of mattress, no doubt searching for us.

She leans in, her hand wrapping around his forearm as she says something too low for us to hear. Alex’s brows pull together, and he pulls away from her.

River growls menacingly behind me and I can’t help my smile. There’s something about his jealousy that I freaking love. Not that he has anything to worry about, which if I think about it, just makes it that much hotter.

River’s up and strolling toward them. His black button up sleeves rolled to his elbows and his shined dress shoes click on the floor. He immediately pulls a surprised Alex’s back against his chest and bands his arm around his stomach possessively.

“We found one.” River dips his head into the crook of Alex’s neck and speaks loud enough for all of us to hear him. “Go lay with our girl and see how it feels with her.”

The saleswoman steps back in shock, eyes wide as she mouths the words “Our girl.”

Yeah lady. What did you think we were when we came in here?

Alex makes his way over to me, and the bed sinks where he lays beside me, pulling me into his arms and running his teeth along the soft lobe of my ear. “Do you think he knows how fucking sexy he is when he gets all jealous?”

“I hope he never stops.” My chuckle escapes me first, followed by his.

He stretches out on the bed, and a frown pulls down his mouth. “I don’t like being this far from you.”

A laugh burst from me. “You’re literally inches from me.”

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