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The words didn’t match the expression on his face or the intensity she’d felt in that look. He was backtracking and bringing things back to the scene at hand. But she’d seen it there in his eyes. Not just the love that was already there, but some kind of awe. Like she was some amazing new creature he was just discovering. And in that moment, she knew things were going to be all right. Whatever the next few days brought, they would handle it together.
She let her attention drift back down to Andre, who’d watched the exchange, and she bent to kiss him. A pleased sound rumbled through him and he wrapped his hand around her neck, pulling her down for a deeper kiss. He stroked his tongue against hers, both of them falling into the kiss and the slow, steady glide of him pumping inside her. Then Jace moved behind her, pressing kisses and gentle bites along her shoulders and spine, lighting up new nerve endings with each pass.
Time seemed to stretch around them, protecting them from anything but these sweet, sexy moments with each other, and Jace reached around to stroke her clit. His front pressed to her back, leaving her enveloped by the two of them. Their touch, scents, tastes—all moving around her, through her, letting her wade into the pleasure of it all. She moaned into Andre’s kiss, the canter of her hips picking up speed without conscious effort, and her hands curled in Andre’s hair as she chased the release they were offering her.
She’d lost all sense of the rules or what she was supposed to be doing. Or not doing. Her body had taken over. These men had taken over, and she was just a passenger on that bullet train now, her muscles tightening, tightening, tightening.
The sound of skin slapping skin filled her ears as Andre took over the pace, galloping after his own release, all while Jace kept a steady hand against her despite the more frantic movements. She broke away from the kiss, trying to grab a breath, and caught sight of Jace’s fingers moving along her slippery flesh, his knuckles brushing Andre’s cock each time he slid back. The visual was enough to send her careening over the edge. Her back arched and she cried out as Andre plunged deep and rough.
“That’s it, baby,” Jace said. “Let it all go. Give it to us.”
The waves of orgasm rolled over her again and again as Andre gripped her hips and pumped into her until his own control was lost as well. He groaned long and loud and held her against him as his release overtook him, his warmth flooding her. Filthy praise, half in Spanish, fell from his lips as he coasted down from his own high and she went boneless against him, mumbling her own words back.
After a few long minutes, when the two of them were left in a breathless, sweaty mess, Jace stepped back and cleared his throat. “Well, someone doesn’t have any self-control.”
Evan’s head snapped up and she peered back over her shoulder, ready to shoot daggers, but she found Jace grinning. “You’re a cheater.”
He laughed. “Yes, there’s no defense from my magical fingers. Women tell me that all the time.”
She grabbed a nearby throw pillow and launched it at him Frisbee style. “Women better not be telling you anything.”
“Or men,” Andre added lazily.
Jace dodged the pillow, still laughing. “Ooh, jealousy. It looks good on you two.”
Andre sat up, wrapping his arms around Evan’s waist and gathering her against his chest. “If anyone’s jealous, it’s the only guy left in the room with a hard-on. I’m feeling mighty fine at the moment, thank you very much.”
Jace adjusted the very obvious erection pressing against the fly of his jeans and smirked. “Come on, you two. You’re a mess. Time to try out the shower room.”
Evan looked back to Andre. “There’s a shower room?”
“As if Grant would be satisfied with a regular ol’ walk-in.” He smiled and gave her a quick kiss. “Let’s go get clean, bella.”
“Uh-huh. I think this is all about getting dirty.”
He chuckled. “You opposed?”
“Never.”
He helped her ease off his lap, and before she was even steady on her feet, Jace lifted her into his arms. “Come on, captive. We’ve got more plans for you. And it may involve a show.”
“Best. Kidnappers. Ever.” She looped her arms around his neck. “I might have to develop Stockholm syndrome and stay with you forever.”
Jace peered down at her, that soft expression moving over his face again, and he kissed her forehead. “Forever’s exactly the idea, Ev.”
Something in her loosened further and she curled against his chest, content. “Forever could work.”
Chapter 8
Evan would never admit it, but Andre could see that though she was still game for whatever the night brought, her energy was flagging. Usually she had as much stamina as they did, but they may have reached her limit tonight. Jace must’ve sensed it too because he was carrying her to the shower and being oh-so-gentle with her.
They’d both been monitoring her closely all evening. Despite her insistence that she wasn’t made of glass even if she was pregnant, neither he nor Jace was going to push her too hard. They were well aware she craved the kind of things they did. Evan truly got relief and release through the pain aspects, but they needed to find ways to go about it more gently until they knew for sure. So Jace had chosen a strap that would give a lot of sting at the surface but wouldn’t offer any real impact to the muscles. And they’d nixed any bondage plans.
And really, Andre had been worried that the looming presence of a potential pregnancy would make tonight feel strange or awkward. He thought it might make him uncomfortable about dominating Evan. How do you tell the potential mother of your child to crawl on her knees and suck your cock and not feel like a complete asshole? What if she was still feeling sick? What if she was tired? His instinct had been to cradle and cuddle her instead, to make sure she was feeling okay, to take care of her. That’s why both he and Jace had changed plans to make it a low-key movie night. But they should’ve known better.
Evan wasn’t like any woman he’d ever met before. Yes, she was sweet and smart and successful. She could walk into any group next to someone like Martine and fit right in. But there was a reason Andre had walked away from Martine, and a reason he’d fallen for Evan instead. Because at Evan’s core, when all that stuff was stripped away, there was nothing cookie-cutter about her. She felt deeply, loved hard, and craved dark, dirty things. There was an unapologetic sexuality about her that had blossomed when he and Jace had introduced her to submission. So if he expected her to morph into something else just because she was pregnant, he’d be stupid.
Their girl needed them to be who they were, especially when she was feeling off-balance with the new possibilities and uncertainty. They would take care of her. They’d protect her. But they also wouldn’t take away the dynamic in their relationship that fed them all. They’d just have to be more creative about it.
