He was going to marry her.
When he turned to the bed, Michael had Lucy on her back, kissing her. His big hand was on her breast, but he was covering her. He kissed her for a moment and then moved to the side, allowing Ty to climb on the bed to join them.
Lucy’s head came up and she looked at him with those gorgeous eyes of hers, holding a hand out to him.
He took it, lust and love making his brain foggy with desire. He covered her body with his and kissed her. He’d waited all of his life for this moment. Her legs wound around him and he could feel her heat.
“I love you, Lucy,” he whispered against her lips.
“I love you, too.” She tilted her hips, urging him forward.
Ty couldn’t hold back another second. He thrust in. She was so tight, her pussy gripping his cock in silken warmth. The plug dragged against him as he pulled back out before thrusting in again.
It was everything he’d feared it would be. Perfect. Addictive.
He wouldn’t ever want another woman again.
He held on to her, thrusting up and trying to find that perfect spot to send her over the edge again. He watched her gorgeous face as she came, her nails digging into the skin of his back. He didn’t mind. He would love the little marks. That bite of pain sent him over the edge, too. He felt his balls draw up and then blessed pleasure coursed through his body.
He relaxed down against her, loving the feel of her skin against his.
Home. That was what she felt like.
A long moment passed, Ty’s whole soul at peace.
“We should get to bed.” Michael stood at the edge of the mattress, a blank expression on his face. “Maybe I should stay in the guest room.” Michael stood there like a kid waiting to be invited in, to be told he didn’t have to leave. “This bed’s pretty small.”
Lucy gave him a dreamy smile and held her hand out as Ty rolled off her. “Then we’ll have to cuddle. Don’t leave us. Stay here. I want to sleep with you.”
“We can smoosh her in between us,” Ty offered. Michael sleeping apart from them would be a mistake. It was obvious Michael was caught between wanting to be with them and the safety that would come from getting some distance. “Besides, it’s going to get cold tonight.”
“Do you know how long it’s been since I was really warm?” Michael asked the question with a hint of a smile as though the last two years of roughing it was something he could finally joke about. “Scoot over. It’s already cold.”
Ty rolled off to go deal with the condom and clean up, but he was happy and warm again within minutes. Lucy nestled down between them when he turned out the lights and the room was awash with moonlight.
Outside the snow had started to fall in earnest, but Ty was warm and happy.
Chapter Nine
Lucy opened the door to the Jeep before Ty could get out and open it for her as Ty stopped in front of Trio. She’d sat in the back since they were dropping her off first. Despite Ty trying to get her to sit beside him. It didn’t make sense, and now she wanted both men to stay warm and dry until they got to Michael’s place.
Ty’s eyes narrowed as he rolled the window down, but he didn’t turn off the Jeep. “You know if I was Stef, I would spank you for that.”
He really was gorgeous, and the sun brought out all the gold in his hair. She leaned in and gave him a kiss. “Then I’m happy you’re not Stef. Though I could use a couple million of his cash. Text me when you’re back, and be careful on the mountain.”
Michael turned and gave her a nod. “You be careful here. I want to know if that guy comes back.”
Oh, there was a reason she hadn’t talked to him about her encounter with Brock the night before. Sometimes she thought Michael was itching for a fight, and Brock would be an excellent excuse to start one. Michael had been seemingly happy this morning. By seemingly she meant he hadn’t growled or frowned much. He’d even hopped in the shower with her while Ty was making breakfast and pressed her against the wall and fucked her until she’d cried out, and then Ty had climbed in and did the same thing. She’d been very dirty/clean by the end of her long shower, and Ty had managed to burn the bacon.
They’d ended up grabbing coffee and muffins in the staff room. Hopefully it would be her staff room at the end of this weekend.
“Zane banned him from the bar,” she replied cheerfully. Not that it had stopped the asshole from showing back up, but again, Michael didn’t need to know about that, and the lodge was big enough that she should be able to avoid the Foster family altogether since beyond the party this weekend she would mostly be behind a desk.