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“Close,” she eked out.
“Still your fingers, Rebecca.”
A shot of anger lit up her body from toes to hair. Alexander’s cruel streak was on fire today. But she had asked for his dominance when perched on his office desk. She had practically begged him for it.
Then he did something she didn’t expect. He rose. Removed his jacket. Draped it over the chair. Rolled up his shirt sleeves. He took his sweet time doing it, of course, revealing his flesh to her inch by inch. As he bared his forearms, the soft sound of fabric joined theswiff-swiff-swiffof Eric’s brush moving over the canvas.
The man may be in his early sixties, but he was beyond beautiful. He took good care of himself, and it showed. Hard muscle that glided under skin and hair peppered with silver.
Two strides, and again, he was before her. He hooked a hand under each of her knees and twisted her so she back fell against the chaise's curved side.
Alexander unbuckled his pants. “Eric, do you have enough to finish without seeing Rebecca?”
Shecraned her neck around Alexander and caught a glimpse of Eric appearing from behind the canvas. Nude. Beautifully erect. Flushed from head to toe. A wash of red paint smeared on one thigh. “I do. I can finish here without Rebecca sitting for it. I have her memorized.”
“Very good.” Alexander never stopped staring at her. “Come join us. And Rebecca, love. Open your mouth.”
He didn’t have to ask twice.
“You did so well during our little car ride. I’d like you to do the same for Eric.”
She loved being with Eric as much as she loved being with Alexander, but that was not what she had in mind. Eric either. A flicker of disappointment rose in his eyes. Eric loved her. She was certain of it. But Alexander so infrequently gave himself to the man, his eyes drooping a bit at being given over to her instead of him was justified.
Eric, however, didn’t hesitate to appear by her head. She lifted her chin and let her head fall back. He fed himself to her open mouth.
He was not as thick and long as Alexander, but her heart sang with every inch he offered.
She sucked him in a little deeper as Alexander straddled the chaise and entered her in one long smooth stroke. He was always so careful, knowing her body required more care now. Her desires, however, had not abated one bit.
Alexander moved in. Eric moved out. Alexander back in. And together, they started a rhythm.
Her hands moved up to Eric’s thighs, not to push him away but to draw him closer. Healso was too hesitant with her, as if she were made of spun sugar. Serving these two men at once was a rare gift, one she wished they'd take—with more force.
But her prayers were soon answered. The thrusts grew longer, deeper. The climb back up to the ecstasy ladder was easy. Her mouth was too full to ask permission to come. She would just have to risk it because there was no way in hell she would be able to hold anything back, not when they glided in and out of her with such conviction.Finally.
“Eric,” Alexander growled. “Eyes on me.”
The thought of the two men gazing at each other was ultimately what did it. She came—hard. Sounds reverberated in her throat, and her legs twitched.
Alexander’s chuckle soon filled the air, followed by a quick grunt of his own. He filled her completely, as did Eric, and they both finished inside her together.
As Eric drew himself out, shecaught her breath, her cheeks wet with her own saliva and tears. Athought sliced through her brain. A vision so clear she nearly forgot to keep breathing. It was theanswerto a question that had been roiling in her brain—what was next for the three of them?
They’d had a glorious eleven months on the road, being together, loving one another, like three puzzle pieces that formed a whole. But something had roughened the edges of those pieces lately. Perhaps it was their re-entry into reality? Or was it something deeper?
But now, she suddenly, inexplicably, knew what to do to smooth those rough spots again.
She blinked up at Alexander, who cocked his head. “Rebecca?”
“Thank you, Sir.”
His smile returned. “What else is going on inside that beautiful head of yours?”
“Nothing.” And everything.
She couldn’t wait to see the portrait Eric painted of her. It would be a constant reminder of the moment when an idea fell into her mind—one that would finally fulfill their destinies, one that would seal them together forever.
ERIC
