A few final flicks of Julian’s finger sent her soaring. She cried as she came, feeling Julian moving his hand back to her hip as he drove himself inside her.
Cole let out a deep roar as he came in her mouth. She swallowed him down, not missing a drop of his release. Julian was only a few short thrusts behind him, his own yell of satisfaction filling the room.
She would have collapsed if Julian wasn’t holding her up. He slid his cock free from her pussy and Cole drew her onto his lap, holding her tight. Julian knelt in front of them, so she was surrounded by her men.
Protected. Loved. Adored.
It was the three of them.
The way it was always meant to be.