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“You look beautiful,” Drake offers, breaking the silence.
I can’t help smiling. In all this destruction, he still sees me as beautiful.
“I’ve never seen anything hotter than you taking his life. Watching a monster die for what he did, I feel relieved. And it’s because you were strong enough. Since the first moment I laid my eyes on you, I knew,” he smirks.
“You knew what?”
“I knew you were stronger than any of the girls that were brought in here.”
River chuckles, making his way toward me. “He’s right. He was besotted with you the moment you pissed on him.”
His comment makes me laugh, and I can’t stop. My shoulders shake, and the tension that held me captive for so long finally abates.
River settles beside me, his hand finding my thigh, stroking me slowly. My body trembles when he reaches the apex between my thighs. He taunts me gently, as if waiting for me to refuse him, but I can’t. There’s no way I can ever refuse River or Drake.
I open my eyes to meet the deep green pools of River’s. Smiling up at him, I lean in and plant a kiss on his cheek. The soft stubble that darkens his jaw makes him look older than I know he is.
His golden blond hair is tousled, messy, and sexy. His smirk is filthy. His eyes shine with desire.
“Drake is right. You’ve never looked more beautiful,” he tells me. He takes my bloody hand, pressing it to his crotch, and I feel how much he wants me in that moment. “Take out my dick,” he orders gruffly.
My fingers move of their own accord. Gripping his shaft, I pull it from his slacks. The thick, hard cock throbs in my hand, and I stroke it slowly.
A groan comes from Drake as he nears us. He seats himself on the other side of me. And I follow his hands as they shove his slacks down, and he allows me to fist his cock.
Both men are entranced at me stroking them with the blood of my father on my hands. The sounds of feral grunting surround me, and I find myself whimpering with want. The need to forget what I’ve just done takes hold of me, and I keep my eyes locked on either man, flitting between the two.
River teases my legs wider, draping one leg over his, and my other over Drake’s. I’m spread for them, and all I want to do is feel them open me, stretch me, make me cry in pained pleasure.
Once they’re both solid steel in my hands, Drake lies down, his head positioned on the pillows. His cock jutting from his hips. I take my cue and rise, pulling my dress up and over my head. I’m not wearing a bra, and I allow my panties to pool at my feet. He crooks his finger, pulling me onto him. I straddle his hips, sliding down on him, taking him into my already drenched center.
“Fuck, little bird, you’re so tight,” Drake grits out as if the restraint he’s holding onto is pulled taut and about to snap.
River reaches for the nightstand, grabbing a bottle of lube, then moves behind me. With a snap, he opens it and drizzles the cool liquid over the crack of my ass. The way he massages me, teasing my hole, scissoring me open makes me whimper loudly.
Drake doesn’t move. River eases his cock into me. Inch by torturous inch, he opens me wide. Painfully so. I cry out when he finally bottoms out and I’m filled like never before. I can’t breathe for a moment, but two sets of hands on my body ground me. They hold me close, and we start to move.
CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
DRAKE
With River inside Caia, I’m lost in pleasure watching her take us both. Her face is euphoric as we both move, sliding back and forth. Her delicate hands hold onto me, her tits are at my mouth, and I can’t stop myself from capturing her nipple, grazing my teeth over the taut bud, which only makes her clench around us tighter, milking us for the seed I’m dying to empty inside her.
I’ve had women between River and me before, but this is something else. This is no longer just a moment to get myself off, to find release I need. There is emotion in this moment.
“I love you, both,” I utter, causing River to still. Both sets of eyes — River’s and Caia’s — bore into me. “I love you both. I never want to be without either of you.”
The corner of my best friend’s mouth kicks up into a full blow grin. He always knew I loved him, but I could never say the words. I could never admit my feelings because we still had monsters to slay.
“I love you, Drake,” River tells me.
