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A deep rumbling sound filled his chest like a purr, satisfaction flooding our bond as he kissed me again, his cool tongue maddeningly intent. Need boiled in my lower belly; I writhed up into every thrust, taking him deeper, drawing a rough, sexy grunt from his mouth into mine.
This was what I remembered about sex with Joseph, what I'd missed about spending time with him: he consumed me until he was all I could think about. We touched everywhere, inside and out, and when one of his big arms slid under me, pressing me flush against his chest, a sudden sense of perfect, absolute safety drew a sigh from my chest.
"There," Joseph panted, his head ducked and black locs falling into his face. A fine sheen of sweat covered the flesh side of his face, not from the effort of making love to me but from holding me back. "Relax for me, my sweet. I've got you. I'll make it feel so good."
"Already does," I breathed, and fucking melted when a hot thumb stroked my pulse with aching softness.
"Can I touch you?" Arkan murmured, quiet enough to not break the bubble of intimacy between me and Joseph.
"Always," I replied, shuddering at the combination of hot and cold hands on my body as Arkan stroked all the places that weren't covered with Joseph's soft body.
Fuck, Joseph felt incredible against me. I'd missed him so fucking much.
"Beautiful," Joseph murmured, his eyes fixed on me. His voice was thick, choked, and I realised he felt my emotions—my longing, my relief.
"Right back at you, cuddle monster," I replied, a smile curving my lips.
We were already so close together; it was no effort at all to close the distance for a deep, heated kiss. His hips rolled into mine, his cock finding new places deep inside me, one so sudden and incredible that I gasped and shuddered against him. My orgasm grew, making my body tingle and lower belly tighten.
"Joseph?" I gasped.
"Yes, sweetness?" he groaned, his nostrils flaring as I tightened around him, clutching every inch of his length.2
"Give me everything. No more gentle. I'm yours; take everything you need from me."
He groaned a curse, a deep shudder working through him and his cock jerking inside me.
"You ruin me, Avie." He put his lips to my ear and breathed, "You're my favourite kind of ruination."
My hips bucked against his, and I swore when he nudged a viciously pleasurable spot that made my eyes cross.Jesus fucking Christ. I tried to do it again on purpose, but of course I couldn't find the angle. Life was a bitch sometimes.3
"Don't worry," Joseph murmured, his arm sliding from under me so he could grip my shoulders, rotating his hips. "I'll find that spot for you, sweetness."
Holy shit.
Everything clenched when Joseph fucked me with all he had, rutting into me like a wild creature. A deadly focus and determination narrowed his monstrous face.Mine,my covetous heart snarled.Fucking mine.
"Finally," Taj sighed, as if he'd been waiting for something all this time. To touch me, I realised, when he reached into the new bit of space between Joseph's body and mine, and stroked a loving caress over my clit. "This almost-climax shit is fucking killing me."
I laughed—and cried out, my body jerking like a marionette when Joseph made good on his promise and found my G-spot. He let out a deep, animal rumble of victory, tightening his hands on my shoulders and slamming into that spot over and over, until my eyes rolled back in my head.
My mouth hung open, the combination of sensations making me shake and whine. Arkan stroked down my chest to my stomach, his soul aching with so much love a lump rose in my throat.
"You gonna come for Joseph, pretty killer?" Taj asked, his voice hushed and a similar calm in our bond.
I nodded, catching my breath when Arkan stroked one of my worst scars. I'd masked it with an elaborate flower tattoo, but Ark found it anyway, like he was determined to find every mark of pain on my body and soothe it.
"Out loud," Taj prompted.
I didn't look away from Joseph, but my toes curled at the command. "Yes."
Taj's fingers paused their heavenly stroking of my clit, just hovering there, and I made a throaty sound of complaint. Bastard. I knew what he wanted.
"Yes, I'm going to come," I panted, my eyes rolling back and staying there when Joseph growled and dug his fingers into my shoulders, hopefully leaving bruises. I wanted my body covered in their marks, so I'd never be without them ever again. So there'd be some evidence they'd been here, they'd loved me, if I ever lost them.
"No," Arkan murmured. "No thinking, princess."
Joseph's soul brushed against mine, protective but searing hot with need. "Stay here, sweetness, right here with me."
