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“But not all the time.”

“No. Not all the time.”

Thomas gave a nod, that seemed to seal the deal for him. He was trying hard to be like his brothers without realizing he was special the way he was. But to refuse him now, even like this, could be damaging. He was too fragile, too raw. I eased toward the end of the sofa and ran my hands along his thighs as he worked the buckle of his belt and pushed his clothing low.

He might be a little softer in the belly than the others, but after a month of mountain running, his thighs were thick and rock hard. I shifted my focus sideways. As was his cock. The others in the room faded back, all except for Riven. He still stood close, watching as I slid my hands over Thom’s hard muscles and cupped his cock.

“Do you want to be in my mouth, like the others?” I asked.

He didn’t speak, those dark, empty eyes fixed on mine. I’d do anything to see the honey brown again.

Anything.

I lowered my head and parted my lips, my tongue seeking the smooth head before I took him inside, sliding my lips all the way down the shaft, until he unleashed a guttural moan.

The deep rumble only stimulated me further as he pushed harder until he hit the back of my throat. I sucked, drawing backwards and down again. Warm, smooth. I took him deeper until that sensation made my throat clamp and I had to force myself not to gag.

“That’s enough,” Thomas ordered.

Saliva trailed as I pulled back and lifted my gaze. He slowly knelt and ran his hands down the insides of my legs, grabbed my ankles and lifted my feet to the edge of the sofa. My knees parted, spreading my pussy open for him.

He seemed to freeze, or maybe he was taking his time as his eyes roamed down my body. A small blush rose as he settled his gaze between my legs.

“I’d never hurt you. You know that, right?” He met my stare.

Fear trembled. It was stupid. I knew that. Still, those kind of words were never spoken unless someone fought the need to do just that…or it was trauma from something else.

“I know that.” I answered. “I trust you with my life as well as my body.”

“But would you trust me with your soul?”

My mind raced, the thoughts frantic and unhelpful. Too much noise. Isn’t that what he’d said before? It was too much noise. “Yes. Yes, I trust you with my soul.”

He fell forward, wrapped his arms around me, and held me, or was it that I held him? Was he crying? I gripped hold of him as panic rose. He turned his head and kissed the top of my shoulder. “I promise I’ll explain everything.” He shifted his hips and slid his hands down until his fingers slid under my ass and he dragged me forward to meet his erection. “After this.”

One hard thrust and he drove inside me. I didn’t care about comfort or pain anymore. All I wanted was him. He pushed harder, drove all the way inside, and eased out.

“You need her,” Riven urged. “Look how desperate she is for you.”

Thomas pulled away, staring into my eyes. His own shone with unshed tears. But they weren’t as dark now. Still not quite honey brown. But I’d take it.

“I am desperate for you.” I murmured. “Anything you give me, I’ll gladly take.”

His brow pinched before he lifted one hand to the back of the sofa behind me and slammed his hips forward. I jolted with the brunt, then dropped my head backwards. “God, yes.”

“I…love…you.” He growled, thrusting over and over, his pace intensifying.

“Look at how you join.” Riven urged. “Look down, brother, watch as you give yourself to her.”

Thomas did, easing upwards to find that juncture between us. I followed his stare, finding my knees spread wide. The thick dark bush around his cock crushed against mine until he rubbed my clit.

“My God, you’re beautiful.” Thomas’s eyes widened as they met mine. “You’re so fucking beautiful.” His hand slipped from the headrest to around the back of my neck, holding my gaze to his as he drove inside me over and over and over.

My body jolted with the impact, then with one tilt of his hips, he hit just the right spot.

“Oh, right there,” I moaned. “Don’t stop…don’t you dare stop.”

He didn’t, focused on watching himself sink into me, and I watched him. He liked it…I liked that he liked it. That alone turned me on even more. The wave rose inside me, climbing and climbing…until I floated, crying out. “Oh!”

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