Total pages in book: 91
Estimated words: 90075 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 450(@200wpm)___ 360(@250wpm)___ 300(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 90075 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 450(@200wpm)___ 360(@250wpm)___ 300(@300wpm)
I did my best to move, but the thought of leaving...of dressing and going home...it was too much.
Tears sparkled on my eyelashes as I swayed into Nick.
“I’ve got you.” He caught me with strong arms and scooped me up like a bride. Placing me on the bed beside Hunter, he unwound the black rope imprisoning my wrists. Once I was free, he tossed the rope away, then kissed the red abrasions left behind as if his lips held healing magic and could cure me.
It was nice.
Too nice.
So nice to be doted on and treasured.
I didn’t know if it was Nick’s lips or the knowledge of what we’d done tonight, but parts of my soul felt as bruised as my body. Fragile and breakable, all while my blood flowed with the worst kind of sedative.
I yawned as the cloaking satedness turned even heavier.
Glancing at Hunter who sat beside me, his body relaxed and cock slowly going flaccid, I did my best to smile. I tried to remember how to be human, when really, I was just a puddle of pleasure.
His purple eyes caught mine; my heart skipped a beat.
I felt connected to him. Bonded through sharing ourselves in the rawest possible way.
“You’re absolutely radiant,” he whispered. “Well fucked looks good on you.”
I blushed as Nicholas pressed kisses up my arm, slowly making his way to my shoulder and neck.
Goosebumps broke out, and my nipples pebbled.
Taking one in his mouth, Nick sucked me softly before sitting tall and looping an arm around my waist. “Thank you, Ella. You’ve given me a night I’ll remember for the rest of my life.”
I yawned again and flopped my head on his chest. His heartbeat thundered in my ear, skipping occasionally as if it hadn’t calmed down.
I had no strength to reply.
Considering what we’d done together, sitting side by side with our naked thighs all sticking to one another and our skin as bare as the day we were born, it felt chaste and wonderful.
Hunter wrapped his arm around my waist too, cradling me between them, their hands cupping my opposite hips, their possession strong, even now.
I could get used to this.
I could fall for two men.
I could very easily be shared for the rest of my existence...if these two were doing the sharing.
I tensed for Hunter to say our time was over and we had to go, but he merely pressed a kiss to my temple and fell backward, taking me and Nick with him.
The bed cocooned us.
Sleep clouded.
Sighing, I snuggled deeper into their powerful arms.
With unspoken agreement, Hunter turned me away from him, pulled me higher up the bed, then spooned me while Nick cuddled me close from the front.
Warm muscle enveloped me.
Masculine strength guarded over me.
I felt exquisitely safe and endlessly precious.
Perfect.
Absolutely perfect.
“Hunter?” I asked sleepily.
“Hmm?” He nuzzled into the back of my neck.
“Can...can we sleep here tonight?” I breathed, nerves scattering up my spine. “Me and Nicholas?”
Hugging me tighter, Hunter shot Nick a look over my shoulder and grinned. “Don’t want to say goodbye just yet, huh?” His fingers drew patterns on my hip, sending scores of bliss through my blood.
Even now.
Even after an evening of the best sex of my life, my skin reacted. It hummed and thrummed and welcomed.
“He has a business to run, Ella,” Nick murmured. “I need to take you home.”
I frowned and made an annoyed little groan.
Hunter chuckled. “I like you too, little witch. And you’re both welcome to stay but...I don’t have showers in the big top. Sourcing water in the parks where we set up is always an issue. It would make me very happy if you spent the night here...with me. But before we can rest, we need to take care of you.”
I shook my cotton-wool-stuffed head. “You have taken care of me. A little too well. I can barely feel my legs.”
Hunter snorted and kissed my cheek. “I don’t mean in that way. I meant aftercare.”
“Aftercare?”
Before Hunter could reply, Nick ran his thumb over my cheek. “It’s a Dom’s job to look after his sub. We’ve used and abused you, Ella. You’ve been the recipient of our lust and are covered in our cum. Your back is lashed, and your wrists are raw. You have scratches on your hips and a wound on your bottom lip. What sort of monsters would we be if we hurt you and then didn’t try to heal you? Especially after what you gave us.”
Hunter nodded. “Nick’s right. We were rough with you. You deserve us to worship you now.”
“But you did worship me. Many times.”
Hunter chuckled. “Fine, call it pampering, then.” Untangling himself from the nest of body parts we’d made, he scooted off the bed and stood with a pop of his spine and an impressive stretch. Even with his erection softening, his body still sent pinwheels of attraction through me. His abs, his muscles, his effortless power.