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I shook my head. “I don’t know,” I whispered as I continued to shake. Liam dropped a blanket over my shoulders, tucking it around me as I cried. “I don’t know how I feel. That was the best sex I’ve ever had, but I can’t stop crying.”
Cormac nuzzled the top of my head, tucking it under his chin. “It’s normal, darling, after an intense scene, or after an intimate one. We’ve got you, okay? We’ll take care of you, I promise.”
I nodded into his chest, uncaring that I smeared tears and snot all over him like a child. Served him right for spanking me like one. I tried to laugh, but it just came out as another sob. Cormac’s arms tightened around me as I burrowed into his warmth.
“We have you, Ginny-love,” Cormac murmured into my hair, continuing to whisper sweet praise to me as I slowly drifted off.
20
GINEVRA
Ialmost liked it better when they were treating me like their fucking chew toy. I mean, it was nice to be treated like a delicate fucking flower, but Jesus.
“I can pour my own coffee, Cormac,” I said, getting up from the kitchen stool, still relaxed from our late start that morning.
Rian pressed down on my shoulders, holding me in place. “Slow down, princess. Let him spoil you for a bit. We can get back to bickering and fucking when we walk out of the house, all right?” He planted a kiss in my hair before pulling up a stool beside me. “Where’s my omelet, Cormac?”
Cormac just laughed, the flash of his teeth bright against his deep brown skin. I flushed, remembering how that mouth had woken me up that morning, Liam holding me in place as Cormac’s fingers and tongue brought me to glorious frenzied completion.
Both men were already dressed for the day, their suit jackets tossed over the backs of chairs. Cormac had rolled up his sleeves, revealing muscled forearms and dark tattoos. Rian had unbuttoned the first button of his crisp white shirt, the tattoos on his neck and wrists poking out seductively.
“You’re not going to spoil me?” I teased Rian, nudging him with my elbow.
“You don’t need me to spoil you, princess. Now that you’ve submitted to Cormac, he’ll fucking pull the moon down from the sky for you. And Liam’s a golden retriever, but ready to murder if someone so much blinks at you wrong.”
“And how do you fit in?” I asked, an edge in my voice, almost afraid to hear the answer. I didn’t like how quickly he’d summed up our relationship.
“I keep the trains running on time. Don’t be prickly, princess. They’re like that with me too. They were right—you’re fucking perfect for us.”
“You submit to Cormac?” I raised an eyebrow.
Rian laughed, the sound ringing out clear and bright through the kitchen.
“Princess, we all submit to Cormac,” he answered. “Even Liam.”
I looked at him with new eyes, lewd images of the men running through my mind. Rian’s gaze flicked downward when my thighs clenched involuntarily. He leaned over to run his lips over the delicate shell of my ear and I shuddered as need sparked through me.
“Maybe we’ll get back to fucking sooner rather than later,” he murmured.
Cormac slammed a plate down in front of Rian. “You won’t. She’s sore, and I have plans for her tonight after we sign the contracts.”
My heart stuttered and my breath caught in my throat as I met Cormac’s eyes.
Shit.
Rian jerked back from me, lifting his hands in the air as if he were a kid caught rummaging in the cookie jar.
Liam sauntered into the kitchen, looking good enough to eat. God, he filled out a suit well. They all did. At five foot seven, with my genetic curves, I wasn’t a tiny woman, and yet all three of these men made me feel like I was a delicate princess when they held me in their arms.
“Luca and Lorenzo are on their way,” Liam said, his lilt strong as he brushed a kiss against my cheek. As he pulled away, he changed his mind, and pulled me into a hard kiss that left me gasping and trembling. “Better,” he said, running his fingers over my blushing cheeks and bee-stung lips.
I slid off of the stool, intending to pull him back for more.
“I said, no,” Cormac snapped.
I looked at him in surprise. “After the last several days of non-consensual fucking, I’m finally letting you all into my pants, and you’re saying no?”
Liam chuckled against me, drawing me in for a hug, rather than the kiss I was hoping for. “Sounds like Cormac’s got plans for you, lass.”
