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I slam into her in one savage thrust, my hand flying to her mouth as I do to catch her scream. Fuck, she feels so good—too good.
“Shh, baby.” She moans against my palm, and I jerk inside her. “This is gonna be hard and fast, okay? Can you keep quiet?” She nods, and I hope she can guarantee that because I wasn’t lying about the thin doors. I fist her hair again, arching her back, and let loose. She’s coming before I’ve even filled her again, her orgasm never ending and gripping me so fucking tight as I pound into her from behind with one grip on her hip and one in her hair. I don’t even have the self-control to savor how amazing she feels pulsing around me before I’m desperate to join her over the edge.
I release her hair as I use both hands to pull her ass flush with my hips, setting myself as deep inside her as I can and grinding as I empty myself inside her with a guttural moan. When the stars have stopped dancing in front of my eyes, I pull out of her gently, tucking myself away before I pull her leggings back up. Then I stand her up and spin her, kissing her fiercely before either of us have recovered, our panting breaths mingling until all I can see, smell, and taste, is Harlow.
CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
Harlow
I knew it would feel like that. Like my world has shifted and settled into place, the last piece to finally feel complete. Even if I have some issues with knowing what I deserve, I do know I’m enough for me as I am—I don’t need a man to function or flourish—but these three make me feel invincible, like I have more than I ever thought I would. With Ezra, it felt right, like I’d been waiting for him to turn up, and once he did, I could relax. With Sawyer, our relationship felt bone deep once we transitioned from friends to more, like it was always meant to be. And with Nico, this is how we always should have been. This is how my life was supposed to be—with these three men. It doesn’t matter what it throws at me now. The Games, the Seconds, whatever’s in store for us in the future. I’ll happily tackle it head on with them around me. As Nico said before:our team. What I’ve longed for my entire life. People I’d protect with my life and who I know would do the same for me.
I haven’t ripped my eyes away from Nico’s since he spun me back around, and he’s taking me in as if he can read every thought in my eyes. I wish he could. I wish he knew how, deep down, I know this is right. As if he does, he pulls me forward, taking my lips once more in an impossibly light kiss, so tender after the rough way we’ve just been.
“Are you okay?” he asks, and I nod, still feeling a little love drunk. Or maybe it’s dick drunk. Either way, I feel lightheaded. “I wasn’t too rough?”
“No, it was exactly what I wanted.”
“I promise to take my time next time,” he murmurs against my lips before kissing me again, and I plan to hold him to that promise. He groans when I run my fingers through the back of his hair, nails gently against his scalp. “I guess ‘friends’ doesn’t really cut it, huh?” he asks with a smile.
“I shouldn’t think so.”
“So, what does?”
He hasn’t let me go, not moved any farther away, so I guess we’re having this conversation wrapped up in each other, standing in his office. I shrug, trying to keep my voice light and seem like the cool, casual girl I so totally am not.
“You’ve got a lot going on, and so have I, we don’t have to—”
“Yes, we do.” Nico frowns. “You’re mine, right? Because I’m most certainly yours.”
My insides warm at his easy declaration, and I wish it was as easy as he’s making it sound.
“But I wouldn’t be just yours,” I say, aiming to let him down as gently as possible. He opens his mouth to say—what, I’m not sure—but I’m not finished. I clap my hand over his mouth so he closes it again, a challenge in his eyes that heats my core and makes me want more all over again. Focus, Harlow. I drop my hand when it’s clear he’s going to let me continue. “I already belong to Ezra and Sawyer—my heart is unequivocally theirs, and yours. But I’m not expectinganotherperson to share me, which is maybe something we should have discussed before you were inside me... I didn’t mean to trap you or anything, I swear—”
He ends my downward spiral by kissing me. A very effective technique, I’m not going to lie. My mind swims before emptying, focusing only on his lips on mine and how good they feel there. How right. Nico pulls back just slightly, his lips brushing mine gently as he speaks.
“I want your heart—you—however I can get you. I was aware of what being with you entails, Harlow, and I’m in.”
My brows rise and my heart beats rapidly in my chest. I’m not surprised, exactly—this is what I hoped for all along, what my ultimate dream future would have looked like—but I am... unsteady. As if I’m balanced precariously on this dream, and it’s too much to hope that it’s not going to come crashing down around me. I want to believe it, to accept it, but it seems too much to ask for. Any of these guys would be the perfect partner. Getting all three seems so unrealistic I can’t seem to let myself trust it... but I’m trying. I might know that it’s right, but it doesn’t mean they all do.
Nico’s lips pull up at the side in a lazy smirk. “Are you done freaking out?” he asks.
I pinch the skin at his ribs gently, and he flinches, chuckling as I roll my eyes.
“Just took me a second is all.”
“Yeah? And?”
“And I’m happy you’re in,” I say, my smile spreading over my face, even as I try to suppress it.
“Oh, she’s happy?” he clarifies. “Then my job is done.”
It feels like we’re in our own little bubble, even standing in his office in the compound, so when the knock comes at the door, it makes me jump. Neither of us make a move, both content to leave whoever it is out there—outside of us—until I hear the voice coming through the wood. I’ll eagerly invite these visitors in.
“Angel, we know you’re in there. Nico, remove yourself from my girl, I’m having withdrawals.”
“And we need to get home and feed Sawyer before he turns into the Hulk,” Ezra adds.
“By the way, they’re really irritating,” I tell Nico deadpan, but he laughs, letting me go and then following me to the door. I open it, revealing Ezra and Sawyer leaning on the wall on either side. Ezra is closest and pulls me to him for a hug, not going long without touching me, as usual, and as usual, I love it.
