Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 24377 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 122(@200wpm)___ 98(@250wpm)___ 81(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 24377 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 122(@200wpm)___ 98(@250wpm)___ 81(@300wpm)
I slipped my arms beneath her and lifted her from the mattress, cradling her naked body in my arms. Still crying, she wrapped her arms around my neck, clinging to me. I settled into the rocking chair near the bed and situated her on my lap.
“Silly girl,” I whispered, brushing my lips to the top of her head. “Stop all that crying now, you hear me? You need to sleep.”
She sniffled. “I’m sorry,” she hiccupped.
I sighed and cradled the back of her head. “I know you are, little one. Just get some rest.”
She nodded and curled further against me, her fingers idly playing with my hair as she shut her eyes. I sighed and continued to gently rock her to sleep.
Hopefully, the hangover she had to deal with in the morning would be enough of a punishment for what she did tonight. Because I knew that headache was going to hurt like a mother fucker.
And she was going to want me and Joey to make it all better.
Silly little girl.
Sighing, I brushed my lips to the top of her head. “You are nothing but trouble, little one,” I whispered.
A light snore was my only response.
CHAPTER TEN
Elaina
Being sandwiched between two sinfully hot men was always the best way to start my morning, and it was even better when they were naked—like they were now. Alejandro was sprawled on his stomach, the blanket tossed off of him. His bare ass was on display, along with all those sinewy muscles that made my mouth water.
Joey was on his back, his lips softly parted, one arm over his stomach, the other over his head. His dirty blonde hair was a mess, and his beard was growing back in. I liked it, but I knew he could take it or leave it. Usually, he shaved it off. I was surprised he’d let it grow out this long as it was. But the way that beard felt brushing against my skin, and the slight burn it left behind?
Fuuuuck…
“You should still be sleeping,” Joey whispered, not opening his eyes. I jerked in shock, my eyes widening. I’d thought for sure he was asleep. How did he always do that?
“How long have you been awake?” I quietly asked, keeping my voice low so I wouldn’t wake Alejandro. He didn’t get near enough sleep. Honestly, I was surprised he was still in bed.
He hummed. “Long enough.” He reached beneath the blanket, groaning a moment later. “You want to apologize for being such a brat last night, sweet girl?”
Fuck yes, I did.
Sneaking a quick glance at Alejandro to make sure he was still sleeping, I moved closer to Joey. His hands grasped my hips, and he yanked me on top of him, not even caring about possibly waking up my other man. I squeaked and then rolled my lips into my mouth, moaning low in my throat when Joey’s hard cock brushed my core. I was already soaked for him.
“Starting early, are we, little one?” Alejandro gruffly asked.
My eyes snapped open, and I turned my head to look at him. He was sitting up, his glorious, lean body on display, all that olive-toned skin just begging to be kissed. And fuck, did I want to run my tongue all over him.
Joey gripped my chin and yanked my head back around so I was looking down at him once again. “Eyes on me,” he growled. His hands slid down my body, brushing over the sides of my breasts and skimming the dip in my waist until he gripped my hips. “Rise,” he ordered.
Drawing in a shaky breath of anticipation, I placed my hands on his chest and raised my hips for him. Then, with my eyes locked on his, I grabbed his shaft, a soft sigh leaving my lips at the silky yet steely feel of him.
“Sit on him, little one,” Alejandro commanded.
I eased myself down on Joey’s cock at Alejandro’s command. Joey groaned, his fingers digging into my skin. No doubt, his tight grip would leave bruises, but I welcomed them. My men’s brutality was the only harm I craved. Because I knew at the end of every day, the only bruises marring my skin would come from their lovemaking.
Or rough fucking. But it still felt fucking great either way.
“There you go,” Alejandro praised when I whimpered. Joey was so deep inside of me, and he felt so, so, so good. “Now ride him. He’s had a hard past few days.”
With my eyes locked on my husband’s, I began to ride him, thrusting my hips just how he liked, twisting them right at the perfect moment. He grunted, meeting me thrust for thrust, his hands running all over me, touching me and claiming me just like he always did.
A low groan ripped from my throat when Alejandro’s fingers probed at my ass. I laid my body over Joey’s, completely submitting to them. Joey’s touch turned tender, his fingers brushing my hair aside, his hands running over my back and down my side in soothing strokes as he softly rocked in and out of me.