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“Do you want this?” he asked the both of us.

“Yes,” she answered instantly. “I need this.”

She needed it. I thought about the implications for us together. My son was all fire…and I was stone. The last thing I wanted was to hurt her. “Are you sure about this?” I questioned.

She nodded, reached up to grasp the back of my neck, and drew my mouth to hers. I kissed her, my pulse beating a thousand miles an hour. A low moan echoed in her chest, sending the vibration through her mouth and into mine.

Jesus.

My body responded, a little too fucking eagerly as my cock punched against my zipper. My hands were all over her, then I grasped her head to turn her toward me.

I fought my own hunger to break away from her mouth and murmur. “Colt?”

“He’s in the gym,” Carven answered. “Has been for the last two hours and will be all night by the way he was looking.”

I met her stare. “My bedroom, then.”

Her cheeks flushed. One careful nod was all she gave before I reached down, grasped her around the hips, and lifted. Her legs wound around me as I turned and headed for the door. Voices from the guards came from outside. But I ignored them, sliding my hands along the backs of her thighs as we headed past the kitchen and toward the private wing.

Clang!

The sound of weights echoed along the hall.

CLANG!

Carven followed, barely a step behind, as we headed for my bedroom. My steps slowed as I took her weight with one hand and opened the door. Then we were inside, sinking into the gloomy shadows. She’d barely spent any time in here, occupied with Colt and Carven. That was the way it should be, the way I wanted it to be.

I stopped at the edge of the bed, staring into her eyes.

“You sure you don’t want to take me to the room?”

CLANG!

“No.” I shook my head, seeing the black and white images of our children. “No, not while there’s a chance of hurting you…or the babies.”

She frowned, a furrow between her brows deepening. “Hurt the babies?”

I eased her down until her feet hit the floor. “So we just take it a little easy,” I murmured, brushing my curled fingers along her jaw. “Until all three of you are out of danger.”

Carven closed the bedroom door behind him and crossed the space, stopping at her back. She lifted her gaze to me as he reached around and worked the buttons of her blouse. “Pet,” I whispered, watching as her blouse opened, then slowly fell away.

“Yes, Daddy?” she answered.

My cock twitched at the word.

Only she could make me feel like this. My lips curled as her bra was unhooked and discarded. Her breasts were full and round, the soft peaks of her nipples tightening under my gaze. I brushed my thumb across the peak of one. “Christ, you’re beautiful.”

“Show me how beautiful I am,” she breathed.

Carven did all the work, easing the zipper down at the side of her slacks until they dropped to the floor at her feet. I risked a glance over my shoulder, listening to silence from outside the bedroom.

“London?”

She drew me back to her, to the way her full lips waited for me to devour them. I was fucking weak with her. I surged forward, grabbed her jaw with one hand, and worked the buttons of my shirt with the other. Carven undressed, too, tearing his t-shirt free before unzipping his black jeans and kicking off his boots…

Until the door to my bedroom opened with a boom!

Wood splintered under the force.

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