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My pussy contracted hard, clamping down on Dev’s pulsing cock and trying to draw out the sensation longer.

“You’re not done yet. I need to hear my name on your lips at least two more times,” he whispered into my ear.

And I did, again and again.

I tried to say something but could only moan—verbalizing my feelings wasn’t possible.

Dev was still thrusting inside me, and then a few seconds after my third orgasm, he came, calling out my name and shooting his cum deep inside my still-trembling pussy.

I rested my face on the wall, barely able to remember my name, while Dev leaned against my back, trying to catch his breath.

“Oh God. What have you done to me?”

“I’ve just shown you to whom you belong. And remember this, if you flirt with any more men, I’ll do it again.”

A giggle bubbled up and I shook my head. “You are absolutely insane, Devin Camden. No wonder I love you so much.”

“Say that again.”

“What?” I asked over my shoulder, but Dev pulled out of my body and turned me to face him.

“Tell me again how you feel. Tell me again that you love me and I haven’t killed what we shared by neglecting you. That I’m not pushing you toward the man who’s perfect for you.”

My face softened as I cupped his cheek. The uncertainty in his eyes made me realize how much he feared I’d leave him for Veer. Both Jacinta and V were right—Devin did view V as competition.

“Dev, I’ve told you over and over.”

“No, you talked about loving me. You haven’t said the words to me.”

“I love you, Devin James Camden. You are the only man I have loved and will ever love.”

He kissed first my forehead, followed by my nose, and last my lips, before he whispered, “You are my everything, Sami. Love doesn’t describe what I feel for you.”

“Oh Devin.” I leaned my head against him, savoring the feel of this moment.

A knock sounded on the door, making me groan.

“I know you’re in there,” Jacinta shouted with a hint of annoyance in her voice.

“Jaci, go away,” I said as I pulled back from Devin and tried to fix my dress.

“You have a cabin for the shit you’re doing in there. Dammit, there are at least five bedrooms upstairs you could have used. Now I’m going to have to sanitize the housekeeper’s storage closet.”

“Was there a purpose for seeking us out?” Dev tucked himself back into his pants. “Or are you just being an annoying little sister?”

“You need to get your asses out onto the patio. People are noticing your disappearances, especially Mom.”

“We’ll be there in a few.” I scowled at Devin. “Dammit, Dev. I’m wrinkled. Why do you have this need to bunch up my clothes all the time? Ashur is about to arrive, and I look a hot mess.”

“No, you look like you were thoroughly fucked by your husband.”

“The last thing my brother wants to see is his sister sex-tousled and flushed.”

He pushed my hands away from the hem of my dress, lifted it back up, and used my torn underwear to clean up the stickiness between my legs.

When he was satisfied, he pulled the flowery fabric down, straightened his clothes, and then tucked my wet thong into the pocket of his slacks.

“Now you are presentable.”