She lowered her head, all three with their arms around one another, and inhaled all that goodness and rightness. “I love you.”
“We love you back,” Hayes said.
Ren pulled away first and brushed tears she hadn’t known she’d shed from her cheek. “You ready for us, Benning? Because we’re more than ready for you.”
She gave a nod. And as if deciding against whatever else they had planned, they picked up the blanket, got her dressed in silence, and then ushered her out. But instead of leading her out to the parking lot, they led her into the hotel that was holding the ball. Apparently, there was another key in this night. A key card that led to a luxury suite on a high floor.
There were no more words as they led her into the bedroom and stripped her and themselves free of everything. Then Ren was climbing on the bed and beckoning for her. He kissed and touched and caressed her until the fires were burning hot again, and then settled her over him. They’d ditched condoms a month back, so there was nothing between them but heat as she slid down onto his cock. The feel of him so deep inside her sent a hot shudder through her and she peered back over her shoulder.
Hayes was watching from the foot of the bed, his desire a palpable thing. She smiled at him. “Going to join us, Master Hayes?”
“Always,” he said, climbing onto the bed with them.
And with that, he got in position behind her, kissed her neck and touched her breasts as she rode Ren. And just when she thought she was nearing her edge again, he bent her forward.
Ren gripped her wrists to his chest and held her gaze, his expression full of pure sin. “We’re all yours, Benning. And you, ours.”
She knew what was coming before it happened. They’d done this separately but hadn’t gone there together yet. But the feel of the slippery fluid against her backside had her toes curling and her heartbeat picking up speed. Fear and arousal twining together.
And when Hayes pushed against her opening with gentle pressure, she let out a low, gritty groan.
“Stop me if it’s too much,” Hayes said, his voice tense, like it was taking every bit of his restraint not to pound her into the bed.
“You two are always too much,” she said between panted breaths. “And I love it.”
Hayes let out a loud breath at that and then sunk home, sliding into her body and making everything feel impossibly full. Both men made sounds of hot pleasure, but her groan trumped them both. Everything felt alive and intense and absolutely perfect. She was between them, every part of their bodies and hearts shared. This was exactly where she was meant to be.
She rocked back against Hayes, giving him the silent go-ahead, and the two men made love to her slow and careful at first and then with the passion that seemed to ignite between them anytime they were together.
And when they were done and curled up in a naked mess, she found that old urge from their very first night together bubbling up. She tried to stop it, tried to press her fingers to her lips, but it burst out of her. Laughter. Loud and long and full-throated. The kind that brought tears.
And almost simultaneously, Hayes and Ren joined in.
None of them could help it. Because they all knew. It was impossible not to feel it.
They’d found something none of them had ever believed they could have.
And now they knew exactly what to do with it.