Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 81518 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 408(@200wpm)___ 326(@250wpm)___ 272(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 81518 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 408(@200wpm)___ 326(@250wpm)___ 272(@300wpm)
It was just difficult to give a crap, even more so when he grabbed my ass roughly and shifted me over his cock.
I started panting and pretty much ground against him like a desperate slut.
River smirked into the kiss and slowed things down a little. “Reese is back.”
Huh?
“Wha—” The word hadn’t left my mouth before I heard the door open. Oh.
“I didn’t tell you to stop.” River kissed me before I could turn toward the door, and I guess that settled things for me. I just followed. My body thanked him for the more unhurried kisses so I could breathe properly, though it was maddening too. I wanted more.
“I see you two are getting along.” Reese set down what sounded like paper bags somewhere—maybe from his grocery shopping—and then his footfalls came closer, and I was acutely aware of him.
Soon, I felt his hand in my hair, and he tugged at it and pulled my head back.
I sucked in a breath and swallowed dryly, peering up at him with unfocused eyes. It was wholly unfair of them to take advantage while my systems were down.
“Hi,” I croaked.
“Hey, sweetheart.” Reese’s green eyes flashed with mirth. “You’re feeling better, I take it?”
I nodded and shuddered forcefully as River nipped at my neck.
“Good.” Reese gave me what I ached for; he dipped down and covered my mouth with his own, and I fucking died.
“Oh God,” I moaned. It became too much, yet not enough. He’d eaten something that tasted of toffee or caramel, and scratch what I’d thought earlier about his kissing skills. He was as intoxicating as his brother and seduced me in a matter of seconds. Before I even knew it, I was reaching for him.
River pushed up my T-shirt and caught one of my nipples between his teeth.
I groaned.
My head swam.
One of Reese’s knees hit the couch, and his new position brought the three of us closer. My tee was hauled over my head. There were hands everywhere. It felt like my dick was gonna burst. They were so fucking hot I couldn’t describe it. With Reese’s fingers in my hair, he pulled me toward them until we all met in a wild kiss that stole my breath all over again.
They were carbon copies with so much in common, all while some things made them uniquely individual. River’s unwavering strength and quiet calm placed him in the shadow of Reese’s adrenaline-inducing personality and forceful approach, but there was no competition. They complemented each other.
Reese slowed down the kiss while I struggled to catch my breath.
Then he gripped my chin and pecked me softly. “You’re not out of the woods yet, Shay. Y’all stay here and relax while I fix us something to eat. You’re staying here tonight too.”
I wasn’t going to pretend to put up a fight. I wanted to stay. “Okay.”
“Okay.” He kissed me once more before getting off the couch and adjusting his cock in his jeans. Mildly distracting. “If you’re a good boy, I’ll reward you with a beating tomorrow. I’ve already reserved one of the rooms in the house.”
Yes! No!
Every fiber of my being burned to be able to ask for the kind of pain that drove me wild, and it killed me that I couldn’t. At the same time, this was good. It meant I could indulge in this little game until tomorrow, and then I’d pay the price.
“You’ll degrade me too?” I asked to make sure.
He patted my head. “Don’t worry about it. I’ll make sure you suffer.”
I guess that was good enough.
Saturday was a busy day around here. That evening, River, Reese, and I sat on their little porch, talked, ate, and watched the kinksters who ran around the deck of the main house. And those in the pool. And some who were playing filthy games out on the lawn.
I’d spotted Colt and Kit stroll down into the woods lining the bottom perimeter of the property earlier.
Kit had looked appropriately nervous but determined too.
Next munch, I wanted to talk to him more. We’d sat together with a few others, but I wouldn’t call him a friend. I didn’t have friends; I had people I knew somewhat, except for Ivy. We met up for coffee in town sometimes.
River and Reese…they had friends. Close friends. Friends they could call family, even. Some of them had strolled over here to say hi and shoot the shit. Only Tops, though. Perhaps there was a rule somewhere that kept submissives and bottoms away, because at most, two had waved from the deck.
Reese said he wanted some privacy for us tonight. Besides, we didn’t know if I was contagious, and maybe they didn’t care—clearly, they didn’t—but others might. So we stayed here, and it was fucking cozy. Despite my being on the floor. The twins shared a wicker sofa, and Reese had fanned out two blankets on the floorboards for me to sit on.