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She laced her fingers with Ethan’s as the orgasm blindsided her. She clenched down on him and his groans were trapped against her neck as he wrapped his arm around her and covered Luc’s fingers.
Ethan gripped her belly as Luc’s lightning fast touch made her scream.
There was no cease to the rush of black spots that danced in her vision as her guys faded into the periphery. There was nothing but their touch and the endless throb of her overworked body. Muscles she didn’t know she had all tightened as her system shut down and she slumped against the glass, her breath stolen in the maelstrom of pleasure and near pain. It was almost all too much.
Ethan drove himself inside of her one last time. The pulse of his release filled her and the aftermath ripped through her in another blinding build. Luc shouted behind Ethan, his fingertips dragging against her oversensitive clit one last time before drifting away to grip her hips as she sagged.
Ethan’s strong arms linked around her as he pulled her away from the mirrored wall and slid out of her. Before she could attempt to steady herself, she was swept up into his arms and they all collapsed into a heap on the mat.
Luc’s long legs curled around Ethan, and she cuddled in, cradled tight against her professor’s chest. She didn’t bother to try and be strong. Not right now. She buried her face into his neck and held on. Luc’s long arms came up around them both. He tucked his chin into her neck until his breath mingled with hers. It took a long moment for their breathing to return to normal. For the tears logjammed in her eyes to recede to prickles and finally to fade entirely.
They hadn’t had a moment that profound in a few weeks. There’d been so much grief shrouding them. Luc had been living in a constant state of overprotection and Ethan had been trying to diffuse him and make sure she was okay at the same time. In the end, they had been protecting each other so much that they hadn’t connected like this in a very long time.
At least it felt like it.
And now they were both wrapped around her and all she could concentrate on was how grateful she was to have them both. Even if she wanted to kill Luc more than half the time lately. She still wouldn’t change him. “I love you both so much. I can’t even imagine my life without you. It’s been only a few months, but I just…”
“Shh.” Ethan rubbed his chin on top of her head. “Shh, love. We know.”
The brutal reality of losing someone had been so in their face. There was another triad who had to face things in a different way. Would she be able to find a way to go on as they had, as painful as it was?
Molly pulled Luc tighter into them both. “I don’t know what I’d do. I don’t know if I could be as strong as Jules.”
“You won’t have to find out, Bluebird. We promise.”
“You can’t make that promise.” The tears came back. She tried to fight them off, but they rolled down her cheeks unheeded. “You just can’t.”
Luc cupped her jaw and brought her chin up until their gazes met. “I can promise you you’re strong enough to deal with it if it ever did, but I’ll fight like hell to make sure it never happens.” He brushed her lips then Ethan’s. “I found the other pieces of me in the most unlikely of places, but I won’t let you guys go. I love you too much.”
“I don’t know what I did to deserve either of you, but I feel the same.” Ethan’s voice went rough. “I love you both more than there are words in all of my books.”
She laughed and burrowed into Ethan’s chest again. “That’s saying a lot if we can make the folklore professor speechless.”
Ethan squeezed her tighter. “And moment gone.”
Luc draped his arm around Ethan’s shoulders. “Chick flick moment averted. Thanks, Bluebird.”
She tugged a lock of Luc’s hair that had fallen forward thanks to the weird hug they were sharing. The weird, amazing hug. “Who started the I love you stuff?”
“How about I end it?” Luc backed up and stood, all six-feet-four of him gloriously naked. He lifted her out of Ethan’s arms and tossed her over his shoulder. “Time for the showers.”
She screeched out a laugh. “Romance is dead.”
Luc slapped her ass. “I thought chicks liked to be carried.”
“Not like a case of beer over your shoulder.”
“Speaking of beer, I could go for one.”
“It’s not even nine in the morning,” Ethan said as he stood and followed them.
“I think we broke eight different rules of physics today. I deserve a beer.” Luc crossed the room and out into the hall. Instead of taking a right toward their huge bathroom, he detoured into the kitchen. He cracked a water and guzzled it down, handing Ethan one.
“What about me?”
“I think we did all the sweating, Bluebird.” Luc slapped her ass again.
“Hey!”
