Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 43571 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 218(@200wpm)___ 174(@250wpm)___ 145(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 43571 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 218(@200wpm)___ 174(@250wpm)___ 145(@300wpm)
Wilder roared, pushing his cock deep into my mouth until I suddenly felt him explode. Thick ropes of his sticky sweet cum splashed over my tongue and down my throat, and I hungrily swallowed as much of him as I could. The two of them keep moving, and kept coming, giving me every drop as my body came again and again, until I was barely aware of tumbling to the bed.
I shivered, panting, gasping and sucking down air as the two of them slid on either side of me and held me so tightly. Hands stroked my trembling body, calming me and bringing me back to reality as I shuddered against them.
“That was…” Lincoln groaned, chuckling deeply. “Holy shit, Kenzie.”
I whimpered, snuggling into the two of them as their hands traced over my skin.
“C’mon, angel,” Wilder purred quietly into my ear. I moaned as he slowly picked me up into his arms and stood from the bed.
“Let’s get you cleaned up.”
I was barely aware of the two of them running the hot, sudsy bath for me, and barely aware of them settling me down in the water when it was full. They washed me gently, both of them soaping me up and cleaning my aching, sore, satisfied body. Lincoln washed my hair, his fingers massaging my head and almost sending me into dreamland before Wilder chuckled and said that was enough.
They dried me off, and carried me back into Wilder’s room.
“You want to sleep in daddy’s bed tonight, princess?” he murmured into my ear.
I nodded, turning and kissing him slowly. “And every night,” I whispered.
“Good,” he growled quietly.
Wilder found me a matching set of plaid pajama pants and button up shirt, which were hilariously huge on me, but made me feel so snug and warm. The two of them pulled back the covers, tucked me under them, and the slid in on either side of me.
It was perfect.
It was everything I’d always wanted.
It was unconventional, and I knew that most people would gasp in shock and horror at the idea of what this was, but I didn’t care. I knew what this was, and that’s all that mattered. This was me finding my heart was held by two men, and being very okay with that.
This was love, like I’d never known before.
I slid into sleep with the two of them holding me so tight.
Perfection.
14
Lincoln
I woke the next morning to heaven — her hair in my face, the scent of her filling my nose, and her warm, soft little body so tight against mine. I inhaled deeply, feeling her body stir against mine as she slept. Her soft curves molded to my hard, world-tested muscles.
Perfection.
We’d taken her the night before — claimed her as our own. And now she was ours. No man, and no power on earth would take this angel away from us. It wasn’t just the thrill of having this younger, gorgeous little nymph warming our bed. Fuck, if we were just after that, either or both of us could have made that happen a long time ago with the money we had.
It was the heart inside of her that drew us both, and connected us to her. It was the way she’d clicked so perfectly with the both of us, in a way I knew neither of us had ever felt.
I looked past her sleeping form to see that Wilder was up too, and he grinned at me, chuckling quietly.
“So, yeah…” He shook his head, smiling.
Fuck, I couldn’t remember the last time I’d seen the guy this…well, giddy. Maybe never. And it was the same with me.
I chuckled back, also shaking my head and grinning.
Any other guy, and this would be fucking weird, but not with my best friend. We’d shared too much, and even if it’d never been a woman — not like the night before at least — we’d shared enough that it wasn’t weird. She was the glue between us. It’s not like I was going to swap teams and fall for my buddy or anything like that, and I knew it was the same with him. But we both loved her, and that brought us together.
Between us, Kenzie slowly woke, her eyes opening gently and the grin spreading over her face as she seemed to remember where she was.
“Hi,” she said softly, her big blue eyes darting between us.
“Morning,” I murmured, leaning in to kiss her softly. Wilder did the same.
She glanced between us, grinning.
“Why does it feel like you two were having a serious discussion that I just interrupted?”
“We weren’t,” I chuckled. “But we were thinking it.”
She arched a brow. “Oh, so you’re mind readers too?”
“Basically,” Wilder winked at her before he sighed, pulling her close.
“Listen, Kenzie.”
He shook his head.
“Here’s the bottom line. We can’t ‘choose’ who gets you. We both want you, totally and unequivocally. Hell, we’d never make you choose, and neither of us would ever want to be the winner of that, because it wouldn’t be a win. We both want you, we’re both fucking crazy about you, and you’re all both of us has and will ever want.” He shook his head. “That’s all I can say.”