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She couldn’t cry out. The rocketing orgasm stole her strength and her breath as her body and senses fought to adapt to a release she hadn’t known in far too long.
Just when she felt the quicksilver ride through the clashing ecstasy begin to ease, her eyes flared open and the flames began consuming her again.
Eyes wide, her gaze locked on the penetration of her body, Alyssa could only whimper as the crescendo began rising again.
Glistening with her juices, the bare folds of her sex were parted, gripping the thick shaft working between them. Each forceful stroke stretched her inner flesh with the ecstatic pain she craved.
“Fuck, ’Lyssa.” The rough, guttural groan dragged her gaze back to his. “Ah hell, baby, it’s like taking you the first time. So fucking tight and hot.”
The explicit words had her pussy clenching further around the invading shaft, rippling in demand with each thrust inside her.
Alyssa could barely process any form of reality. She hadn’t remembered the true scope of pleasure she felt at his touch, hadn’t remembered how he and Shane had so completely owned her senses, whether separate or apart.
Each heavy stroke impaling her responsive sheath, stretching it, blazed a path of intimate destruction. Each stroke inside her body eroded her control further, sent pleasure whipping harder, stronger, through her senses. Fiery lashes of arcing electricity stole reason and reality and when the second catastrophic explosion rushed through her, Alyssa could only whimper with the exquisite pleasure.
Ecstasy whipped through her, around her, and in a heartbeat, of time she felt Sebastian. Felt his heart beating in time to hers, his soul, just as tattered as her own, reaching out to her.
As the final shudders of her release rippled through her body, she closed her eyes and let her senses relish the pleasure and the bond she could feel only growing stronger.
Long moments later when Sebastian lifted her, carrying her to the bed, she didn’t allow herself to slip from the cocoon she’d let herself slide into. His gentle cleaning the proof of her pleasure from her was a familiar ritual and one she realized she would have missed if it was neglected.
Moving into the bed beside her when he finished, Sebastian wrapped one arm around her and dragged her against him, her back to his chest, her head tucked at his shoulder, his hard, warm body wrapped around her. She was surrounded by warmth, by a sense of complete security she’d only felt with him and Shane.
A hint of a smile tugged at her lips, bittersweet and aching with loss. What was she supposed to do now? she asked herself. How was she supposed to rebalance her life after learning the sacrifices Shane and Sebastian had made for her? They’d fought for her. They had worked to destroy the hold a blackmailer had over them while she’d fought to just survive.
Her sacrifice hadn’t compared to theirs and still she’d wondered if she would survive several times. They had taken care of what stood between them and her; then they’d come to Alexandria for her. And now, once again, they had to step up and protect her from something else, someone else determined that Alyssa not have the men who had claimed her heart so long ago.
Wrapped around her, Sebastian’s arms holding her to his chest as they lay on their sides, Alyssa could feel Sebastian, warm and relaxed against her, his heartbeat steady, his breath feathering the top of her head.
“I always liked this with you,” he said, amusement touching his voice. “Having you all soft and warm in my arms. Cuddling you was always good, ’Lyssa.”
She hadn’t had much cuddling in her life; it had made cuddling with them so much nicer.
“Do you remember the night we took the yacht out? We made love to you on the deck until the sun came up, then fell asleep there. Shane and I got our asses burned and you were safe and shaded between us?”
She smiled. Then, before she could stop, a laugh escaped her. “You two looked so funny,” she said, still smiling at the memory, one she hadn’t allowed free since she’d returned from Madrid.
“Hell, we couldn’t sit for a week,” he reminded her.
“And I rubbed cool aloe onto your poor burned butts three times a day.” Turning to her back, she stared up at him, that memory so vivid the pleasure and happiness that filled her then invading her now. “I took care of both of you. Very gently, I might add.”
He propped his head in his hand, his eyes gleaming at her through the darkness as one arm lay over her midriff. “Hmm, I remember you running around there naked, making us overexert ourselves while we were so wounded.”
“But ’Bastian,” she whispered up at him, barely holding her laughter back. “It was your butts that were burned, not your—”
His fingers were laid over her lips before the word could slip free, causing her soft laughter to spill around them.
“You were very naughty,” he reminded her.
Sebastian hadn’t seen her smile, hadn’t heard her laughter, nearly enough since returning to her And he’d missed them, desperately. Now he wanted only to hold her, to fill her with the memories that had kept him sane as he waited to claim her.
“I was just trying to make you feel better,” she pouted, the innocence in her voice, on her face, not wholly feigned. “
The two of you just had such dirty minds all the time.” She rolled her eyes.
God how she missed just laying in the dark and talking, laughing with him and Shane. Separate or apart.
Sebastian ran his fingers along her ribs, drawing an involuntary giggle from her as the tickling touch brought an instant reaction.
