“We are always hard,” he agreed easily, making her laugh.
His skilled hands explored her body as he rocked against her, their kiss becoming more passionate. Impatient. When he thrust inside her from behind, they both groaned at the snug fit. “What are you doing to me?”
“If you have to ask after the last six hours, I’m doing something wrong.”
“I can’t believe I’m not sore. I probably won’t be able to walk tomorrow.”
“I’ll carry you. Just don’t make me stop.”
“Stop and I’ll kill you.” Nothing mattered but the feel of Davide inside her, rocking against her. It was more than physical. Each time they came together now she could sense his affection and satisfaction. His yearning and fascination with her. Everything inside her told her she could trust him with her heart. Both of them.
His voice turned playful as his thrusts deepened. “You may not be sore, but you’ve exhausted me.”
“Sure.” She whimpered, pressing back against him. “You’re obviously worn out.”
“I should lie down.” He rolled onto his back, making her cry out in surprise as he took her with him, still inside her.
“Oh God.”
He bent his knees, his feet flat on the mattress, and spread her legs wide with his. “That’s better,” he said lazily. And then he wrapped his arm around her and pumped his hips off the bed.
Ohmygod. “D!”
Lying there against him, her back to his front, she felt untethered and pinned at the same time. He bucked hard and deep beneath her, and she trembled, unable to do anything but take each thrust of his long cock inside her.
“I like this,” he growled. “You at my mercy for a change.”
She turned her head and he sucked on her lip, cupping her breast with his free hand as he fucked her.
“For a change?” she panted. “Are you kidding?”
“You have all the control here. It’s always been your choice. To shut us out or save us. To open your heart or break ours.” He bucked again and she cried out as her clit throbbed for relief. “You feel so good, my Bailey. Want to stay inside you forever.”
For a moment, she wished that were possible. She never wanted this to end. “I don’t want to break your heart.”
“Then let us in.”
“Looks like you started the party without me,” Cam said from somewhere out of sight.
Bailey tried to raise her head to find him, but Davide chose that moment to spank her clit in time with his thrust.
“Oh fuck,” she shouted, lightning bolts of sensation arcing through her.
“I do love the views here,” Cam said. Then she heard a drawer open and shut before the bed dipped near their feet. “Both of you, spread out and ready for me.”
Bailey shivered in delight—and swallowed with nervous anticipation.
Davide paused beneath her long enough to kiss her cheek. “I thought you’d appreciate that.”
“You knew he was here?”
“Shifters, love,” Cam reminded her, amusement mixed with arousal in his unfairly sexy voice. “He heard me on the stairs. You’ll get used to it. But I’ll never get used to this.”
The big, beautiful man crawled into the space between their legs and stared down at her with something so much deeper than lust. She believed what she was seeing in his eyes. What she could feel from him every time she brushed their link.
Davide moved again and she gasped. “God, that’s good.”
“It’s about to get better,” he whispered in her ear, his excitement mingling with hers.
She didn’t have to ask what he meant. Cam’s tongue was already gliding over her sensitive clit. Was he…? While Davide was…? “Oh wow.”
Davide grunted as Cam’s mouth paid them equal amounts of attention. It was the sexiest thing she’d ever experienced, but she still wanted more.
For the first time since she’d walked through their door today, she was almost sorry she was feeling this instead of seeing it. Especially when she heard a cap open and realized it was a bottle of lube. For Davide?
“Tell me what you’re doing,” she said to Cam. “Describe it for me in detail. And then Davide can tell me how it feels.”
Cam made a possessive sound in his throat that had her trembling before her responded. “I’m watching his cock slide in and out of your tight pussy and remembering how good it feels. How sweet it tastes. You’re so wet for him, and your clit is begging for a kiss.” Cam sucked it into his hot mouth, and she jerked in Davide’s arms. “I’m going to give this pretty thing the attention it needs while I finger his ass and watch him fuck you.”
His voice was going to kill her. So many little deaths.
Davide grunted and she turned her head toward his.
“Tell me,” she ordered in a whisper.
“He’s deep,” he rasped. “Rubbing my prostate so I’ll come faster and he can have his turn with you. But I’m not going to rush this. You feel too good. He…might as well…oh…stop. Or try harder.”