Total pages in book: 110
Estimated words: 107306 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 537(@200wpm)___ 429(@250wpm)___ 358(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 107306 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 537(@200wpm)___ 429(@250wpm)___ 358(@300wpm)
That’s what I did tonight, isn’t it? I showed that boy that everything will be okay, that he’s not alone, that Cillian is still here…Tiernan is here…Ash is here…and now I have this—I have Shai.
I choke on his cock I take it so deep, want to feel him all the way down the back of my throat. He pulls me off him, though, flips me so I’m on my back, looking up at him.
“You’re mine, Ror.”
“And you’re mine. I’ll do anything for you, anything to protect you. If anyone fucking looks at you wrong, touches you wrong, they’ll have me to deal with.”
Shai grins, this wicked fucking grin that lands in my chest. “Good.”
He pulls the panties down so they’re beneath my balls, and then it’s him sucking me. He’s so fucking good at this. I want to hunt down every man he’s practiced on and thank them for it, then slit their fucking throats for touching what’s mine.
I fist his hair, pull it, fuck his mouth because I know Shai can take it. I know he loves it. My body is so sensitive, my skin tingling from head to toe, my brain exploding with sensation and truth, my heart beating so fast, growing so big, I don’t know how I’ll ever survive it.
Shai growls, tugs the panties down farther, and shoves my legs toward my chest. I hold them up for him, arms hooked beneath my knees as he dives straight to my hole.
“That’s it…eat me out. Tongue-fuck what’s yours. Open me all up for you, Shai. Show me you love me.”
He makes another hungry sound, flicking his tongue over my rim, softening me, pleasuring me. I feel out of control, not in that place where I can’t be reached, but in a place where pleasure is king and Shai the only one who can deliver it. I push his face into my ass. How did I not know how incredible this feels? What it could feel like to be loved this way and touched this way.
“Fuck me,” I beg.
“I’m getting there.” He pushes his tongue into me, gaze meeting mine as he tongue-fucks me, my balls against his face in the hottest way. He pulls back only to suck his finger, then pushes it deep within me. My back bows off the bed, my body feeling like it’s splintering in ways I didn’t know were possible. I practically thrash beneath him as he works one finger, then two inside me. My body already needs less prep than before, and like a good lover, Shai knows exactly how much I need.
When I’m ready for him, when I’m melting into a puddle of nothing but want, he pushes to his knees, grabs the lube, and slicks up his cock.
“Look at me,” he orders.
“Like there’s anywhere else my eyes would be.” I only ever want to look at him.
He lifts my legs to his shoulders, his gaze so fucking intense as he begins to push inside.
“Mmm, yes, that’s it. My favorite fucking place to be. Your ass was made for my dick. I was made to be by your side…now and always…in everything.”
He pushes into me, and I can’t move, can’t breathe. Everything feels right, perfect, like all the pieces have settled into place, the picture clear in front of me.
Me and Shai.
Always.
He pulls back and thrusts in again, then again and again. Each time I’m climbing higher, hitting this place I’ve never touched, that I never knew existed, this pure, blissful spot where everything feels overwhelming yet not enough.
“That’s it. You take my dick so well. Look at you, my chaotic little bottom, always ready for my cock.”
Again and again and again, he gives it to me, praises me, tells me how good I am to him, what I mean to him, that he’s not going anywhere.
My eyes get blurry, and I swipe at the wetness. Am I crying? I’ve never cried in my life. I mean, I assume I did as a child, but not since I can remember. I didn’t even cry when I found Mom.
“Shh. I’m here.” Shai leans down, kisses and licks my tears away as he keeps fucking me, keeps making me feel good the way only he can. This man who gets me, parts of me that not even Cillian gets…and he gets us.
I seal our lips together, wrap my legs around him, wish this could go on forever. When he leans back and looks at me again, it’s like the sky opens inside me, emotion raining down, only for the sun to come out and make me feel like I’m glowing…
This, right here. This is the moment. This is it. I feel what I saw when I looked at Ollie that first night the three of us were together, and I understand it for what it is. This is what he feels for Cillian…what I feel for Shai…and now I can say it, I know it, I fucking live and breathe it.