“I’m just happy,” I said, tasting myself as his tongue met mine. “After everything the three of us have been through, I never would have thought we’d get our fairytale ending, but now….”
“I’m not sure how many fairy tales have the princess eaten out by one of her princes while the other other plays with her nipples.”
I rolled my eyes, but had to laugh. “That is so dirty.”
“Then let’s get you clean,” Cooper said, stepping back and tugging me to the bathroom, dropping the towel from his waist on the way.
I looked over my shoulder and watched as Rory stripped, then joined us.
Cooper moved away from me and Rory wrapped his arms around my waist, holding me up. I heard the shower start behind me and my men helped me in. The feel of the hot water against my overly sensitive skin made me gasp, then moan as Rory and Cooper joined me, their hard chests now hot and slick as they pressed against me from both sides. They caressed my breasts, my ass, my pussy, using soap to make me slick, then rinsed me and did it all over again. Soon I was wiggling between them, writhing at the delicious torture.
I let my head fall back on Cooper’s shoulder as Rory lowered himself to suck on my nipples. Moving back and forth, he used his teeth to nip and tease the tender flesh until I was whimpering, Cooper’s strong grip on my hips the only thing keeping me from shamelessly rubbing my pussy against Rory’s thigh so I could find my release. Again. They’d turned me into a desperate hussy and I didn’t care.
I was so needy for them, begging for more when Cooper teased me by slipping one finger between my folds, stroking my clit before sliding into my pussy. My hips jerked and I heard Rory’s low laugh. “I think our woman is ready for us, what do you think?”
Cooper reached around me to tweak one nipple. “I think we should give her what she needs.”
Yes! Oh holy hell, yes.
“I need you in me. Stop playing and give it to me.”
My voice was bossy and Rory chuckled.
“Yes, ma’am.”
They took turns giving it to me. Just like that memorable night out in Baker’s field all those years ago, my men took turns fucking me. One would fuck me shamelessly as the other held me upright and whispered words of love in my ear. Rory took me from behind, Cooper as I was pressed up against the tile, my legs wrapped around his waist. I came three times before it was all over, and by that time they had to help me dry off and carry me out to the bed since my legs refused to work. My brain was mush and I was okay with that. I knew my men would take care of me.
“I love knowing we wore you out. You need a nap, sweets,” Cooper whispered as he tucked me in and then climbed in beside me.
Rory lay down on my other side so I was cocooned between them, just where I wanted to be. Between them. Always.
“Sleep, th
en we’ll head over to the hospital and see our daughter.”
Yes, our daughter. I loved the pride I heard in Cooper’s voice. “We’re a family now,” Rory murmured.
Yes. A family. I found myself smiling as I drifted off. We’d join Lily, stay with her until we could take her home in the morning, then go home to Bridgewater. All of us. Our whole family. Together.
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RIDE ME DIRTY
© 2017 by Vanessa Vale
PROLOGUE
CATHERINE
The hallway was dark, the pulsing beat of a new dance number thumped through the wall at my back as he held me there, trapped between the unforgiving plaster and his hot, lean frame. His lips were hard and dominant, demanding my surrender, even as I squirmed in his hold. He was the only man that I wanted to disembowel with my stiletto and fuck with equal need.
“Don’t move.” He pressed forward, his solid body pinning me to the wall, his rock hard cock a temptation I couldn’t ignore as I ground my hips against him, trying to get closer. God, yes. More.
“Does this bossy shit work with all the girls?”
“Your pussy's all hot and wet, doll. Don't deny it.”