Total pages in book: 141
Estimated words: 132657 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 663(@200wpm)___ 531(@250wpm)___ 442(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 132657 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 663(@200wpm)___ 531(@250wpm)___ 442(@300wpm)
She growled.
“And I want to share you with my best friend,” Jensen amended.
At least one good thing was coming out of this.
“It doesn’t mean anything,” she replied but in a much gentler tone. “I can play a part because maybe I need to know, too, but it won’t change the outcome. I won’t ever be able to trust you again.”
He was going to gamble. Gamble that Jensen could be swayed with seeing how good it could be to share her. Gamble that her heart could soften over time. Gamble that they didn’t kill each other while they were stuck in this house.
He might lose half his soul because he got the feeling if she walked away, it would also be the end to the most important friendship of his life.
“I’ll take that chance.” He pulled his body up so he could feel the heat of her pussy on his cock. “Harlow, I want ground rules. I don’t want to ask permission for every touch.”
“I have a safe word,” she replied softly. “I know how to use it. If you’re talking about kissing me now, do it. I’m so angry with the both of you that I can’t stand it. I’m angry at the world, so mad at myself. Give me something to not be angry about. One thing in this whole wretched day. You and him. I want you both, and then I want to sleep here and we’ll pretend like I’m not going to walk away at the end of this.”
He could do that since he happened to know that sometimes pretending was a good way to make something real. He leaned down and pressed his lips to hers, kissing her gently before she opened her lips and let him inside. Their tongues slid alongside each other, mingling and mating, while his cock throbbed and he took in every sensation of being against her body. The way her breasts felt against his chest. How he nestled between her legs. How he could feel Jensen’s hands moving on her, stroking her like he was a part of what was happening. Because he was. It was the most intimate moment of Niall’s whole fucking life, and he wanted more.
He wanted to fuck their girl and then watch Jensen do the same and then sleep with her in between them. He wanted to wake up with them and plan days with them.
But first he had to show them this could work.
He let the thought go because he wanted to live in this moment. To be present as he connected their bodies. He managed to roll the condom on, his eyes on her breasts and the way Jensen was still holding her wrists. His best friend’s nose nuzzled her neck and he licked her there, biting down gently and sending tremors through her body.
Then he didn’t care because he lined his cock up and started to work his way in. So fucking tight and hot and wet for him. She was ready. Despite the anger, she wanted them. And he had to believe this wasn’t merely sex. He had to. He pressed in until she’d taken all of him.
She took a long breath and then her hips rolled. Though she couldn’t move much since Jensen was holding her down. It seemed to do something for her because her eyes lit and she pressed her pelvis against him, forcing his cock slightly deeper. “That’s what I want.”
Then he would give it to her. He pulled out and thrust back in, his eyes nearly rolling to the back of his head from the pleasure of it. His body felt electrified as he began to fuck her. He stared down, watching as her eyes went wide and she dragged in breath. He put a hand around her neck—the way he’d seen Jensen do it. Gentle, with little pressure but enough to remind her he was in charge.
She flushed and then writhed beneath him, her pussy clamping down and sending him over the edge. He lost some of his control, his hips thrusting with wild abandon as they both came.
He loosened his hold and laid himself down on her, kissing her neck and feeling better than he had in months. It was all out in the open and she had still let him in.
For now.
“Feeling better, princess?” He kissed her lazily as he asked the question.
“Yes, but I think we have another problem. There is a huge cock pressing into my backside, and I’m pretty sure if he doesn’t get relief soon, he might die.”
“My dick might fight its way out of these pants, and then I’m screwed because I don’t have my gym bag like Niall does,” Jensen complained. “Baby, come on. I need you. I can’t stand another second. Niall, get me a condom.”
He already had one. He thought ahead. This was the con. The sex was the pro, but having to get his ass up to help his friend have sex was the definite con. They needed to do this thing together so they could all cuddle and go to sleep after. Still, he hauled his ass up and then dragged her with him.