Page 162 of Blackwood

Lex reaches the bed and plops me down in the middle like a prize he’s not done unwrapping yet. The air is snagged in my lungs, my heart is racing, and every single nerve is on fire.

I blink up at them as they tower over me. And it hits me all at once.

This ishappening.

They’re both still standing. Looming. Looking down at me like they already fucking own me.

Cade’s peeling off his shirt now, slow like he’s giving me a show he knows I’ve earned. That soft, teasing smile playing on his lips, the one that promises safety and destruction in the same breath? God, it ruins me.

Lex is still completely naked. Unbothered. Unapologetic. His body carved from chaos and sin, every inch of him screaming control he’s barely holding onto. He looks calm, dangerously calm, but I can see it in his eyes.

That storm waiting to break.

“Malyshka,” Lex says, voice low and rough. “Lay back.”

My pulse jumps. I don’t even question it. I slide back, easing onto the bed like I’m moving through water. My hair fans out across the sheets.

Lex climbs over me with that predator-slow crawl that has my whole body buzzing. One massive hand braces next to my head, the other skimming up my ribs until it’s cupping my jaw.

His mouth crashes down on mine, hard and claiming. And God,it’s everything. I whimper into his mouth, hands grabbing at his arms, his shoulders, anything I can reach, because I already feel like I’m falling.

I feel the bed move beside me. Cade. He stretches out along my side, his fingers brushing my bare hip, his voice soft and steady against my ear.

“You okay Sweetheart?”

I nod, dazed.

“Good.” Cade’s lips graze my cheek. “Because I don’t think either of us plan on stopping.”

Lex pulls back just long enough to look down at me. His thumb drags across my bottom lip, swollen from his kiss. His gaze locked on mine like he’s trying to decide which part of me to devour first.

“Lay still, malyshka,” he murmurs, voice like thunder and heat. “Let me taste you a little longer.”

And I do, well try to anyway. God, I try.

I fail.

His tongue moves against mine with a rhythm that makes my body jolt, and I swear I feel the asshole smirk into the kiss. Beside me, Cade’s hand drifts to my stomach, fingers light and comforting.

“You’re perfect, sweetheart,” he says it so soft I almost miss it over the sound of Lex kissing me senseless.

Lex runs his fingers through my hair, palm cradling the back of my head. His cock presses hard against my stomach, leaving a warm trail in its wake.

“Relax, malyshka. We’ve got you.”

Cade shifts beside me, pushing up slowly onto his knees, and I watch as he reaches for Lex. Lex pushes up to meet him.

I can’t breathe.

Can’t look away either.

Definitely not as Cade reaches down and starts stroking Lex’s cock making it pulse right in front of my eyes.

“Fuck… Cade,” Lex grits, eyes rolling back as drops of precum start to coat Cade’s hand. His abs start to flex and his hips start to jerk from the pressure building inside him. “Mmmm. Babe. I missed you.”

He grabs Cade by the neck and pulls him in for a kiss. It’s slow at first, then deeper, hungrier. Tongues tangling from months of being apart. One of Lex’s hand rises into Cade’s hair, the other roaming over the ridges of his abs.

Cade moans into the kiss, but never loses his rhythm.