She heard the water running in the bathroom that was attached to the room, and after only a few seconds silence once again reigned. Then she heard him approach, but she was too drugged to move or open her eyes.
Lilly felt a warm cloth smooth between her thighs and then over her belly as he cleaned her, wiping away all the remnants of what they’d done.
A dirty part, animalistic side of her even, wanted his cum on her, wanted that proof that what they’d done was real.
Lilly opened her eyes and watched Tallin finish cleaning her, his touch soft despite the fact she knew he was rough to the core. He set the rag aside when he was finished and lay beside her. Neither spoke, but no words needed to be said.
They were here together, the silence was comforting, and she’d never felt more alive or happy. The only thing missing, the only person she wished were here to experience this, was Riley.
And on the heels of that she thought of Christian and wondered if things would have been vastly different among the four of them if he’d still been here.
Stop thinking about that. It doesn’t matter now. Christian wouldn’t want you thinking about the past and hurting over it.
Tallin covered them with the blankets and pulled her so she was flush with his body—back to chest. His heat and strength poured into her, surrounded her.
Compared to him she felt so very small, so protected and safe. She looked out the window at the full moon, loving the feel of his hand stroking softly across her hip, and wondering how things would play out tomorrow … for the rest of her life.
“I love you, Lilly.”
She closed her eyes, smiling. “I love you, too.”
“We’ll talk to Riley in the morning, and together we’ll figure out what to do.”
Until tomorrow.