“I didn’t think it could be better, but as usual, you had to prove me wrong.”
“Tell me this doesn't feel right, Devlin.” He traced her delicate eyebrows with his finger.
“I can’t,” she whispered.
“Then we’ll do this, give us a try again?”
“Yes.” She nodded and he beamed, a grin splitting his lips.
“I’m clean. I was tested six months ago and you are the only woman I trusted to make love to condomless. Please tell me you're on birth control and up-to-date with testing too.”
She laughed and nodded.
“Yes and yes.”
He sat up, easing her off his half risen cock, rolled the condom off, tied it and tossed it in the garbage can on the opposite side of the bed.
“Then I think we’ll need to try this again the right way.”
“So soon?” she asked, her brown eyes wide.
“Yes. I have a lot of lost time to make up for. Now get on your knees and bring that ass this way.” He helped her flip over and growled. “By the time I’m done with you tonight, my name is going to be tattooed on your insides.” He slapped her cheeks once, twice. She flinched, crying out as she pushed back seeking more contact.
“Yes, fuck me hard, Jace.”
He rubbed her ass, leaning down to kiss a cheek before he sank his teeth into her juicy globe. She gripped the sheets in her fists and her thighs rubbed together. Jace reached around to stroke her clit as he rubbed against her entrance.
“Stop teasing and fill me with your cock!”
Her command went straight to his dick. He paused mid-stroke and brought his hand back to grasp his base, lining himself up with her heart he thrust inside. The slick channel felt like home. Her walls fluttered and he pulled out and thrust back in, pounding the place he never wanted to leave again.
“Yes, yes, yes!” she cried.
His eyes rolled back in his head and he gritted his teeth to keep himself from reaching orgasm. Her low moans mixed with his, blending to become the soundtrack for all the things they wanted to say but couldn’t put into words. They came together in a glorious explosion that stole his breath and sealed his fate. There was no separating after this. Come hell or high water, this was the woman for him. The wanderlust that had ruined every relationship he’d attempted since her had been banished and he was ready to put down roots.
Chapter Five
Tristan stumbled from bed, tired, horny and jealous. He’d been kept up by the loud lovemaking going on two doors down. He was happy for Jace but the green-eyed monster was doing a number on him. Sleep blurred his vision and a headache threatened to descend as he made his way to the bathroom. A hot shower, breakfast and coffee were essential to get his day on the right track. He pushed the door open and froze. The shower curtain was pulled back, giving him a clear view of Devlin’s body. Firm breasts, a slender waist that belled out into a wicked pair of hips and a shaved pussy with a bright pink heart above her cleft. His cock stood at attention. Rock hard, it threatened to burst from his boxers as it continued to swell. She turned to look out at the door. Their gazes locked and a wicked smile spread across her lips. What do I do?
“I-I’m sorry,” he whispered. His voice was thin and reedy. Guilt smashed into him like a tidal wave. “I didn’t know anyone was in here.”
The door creaked open behind him and he closed his eyes in preparation for the earful he was about to receive from Jace.
“It’s okay, Tris. I know you didn’t do it on purpose and she’s a beautiful woman.”
“What?” he asked, stunned. Jace chuckled.
“It’s okay. She liked you too. We were talking about this last night and we’d like you to join us.”
Tristan’s head spun. “You want what?”
“The two of you have chemistry and I want you both to be happy.”
“I-I couldn’t do that to you.” His tongue was tangled and his mind was a jumbled mess. Was this really happening? The sound of the shower door rolling on the track made him turn back toward Devlin. Beads of water ran down her beautiful body, begging him to taste them.
“I want you, Tristan, and Jace likes to keep me happy.”
“B-but you two love each other. This is your time.”