Page 165 of Blackwood

But this time, there’s more. This time, we’re all here.

Together.

“You’re so fucking beautiful like this,” Lex rasps. “Taking him so well, malyshka.”

Cade groans softly at the words, his rhythm picking up just slightly, hips rolling with practiced precision. “You feel amazing, sweetheart,” he moans. “You always do.”

My hands grip Cade’s back as he claims me with every thrust, his rhythm pounding through me while Lex’s mouth leaves a trail of fire across my skin.

Cade picks up his pace, just a little. Each thrust still deep and controlled, but faster now. His hips roll with a rhythm that has me clinging to him, moaning against his neck.

“God, Cade,” I breathe.

His hands tighten on my hips. “Come here, sweetheart.”

He sits up, pulling me with him, and I follow instinctively—chest pressed to his, arms wrapped around his shoulders as he shifts his weight. Then, in one smooth, practiced motion, Cade flips us, guiding me onto him, my knees straddling his thighs, all while keeping his cock perfectly buried deep inside me.

I gasp, the stretch even deeper from this angle and grip his shoulders, barely able to breathe.

“We’ve really perfected that, babe,” I whisper.

Cade groans, hands steady on my waist. “Practice makes perfect, sweetheart.”

Lex moves beside us, fully upright now. One hand trails up my spine, then slides down again, with fingers that graze the dip of my back before resting low, possessive, comforting, his.

The other wrapped around his length, stroking it slow and steady as he watches me ride Cade with that icy, hungry gaze. “Look at you two,” Lex murmurs.

Cade’s lips brush my jaw, his voice soft but wrecked. “Take what you need, sweetheart.”

He lays back and I start to move. Slow at first, rolling my hips in a steady rhythm that makes Cade’s head tip back and his hands tighten on my waist.

“Fuck,” he groans. “Just like that, Bella.”

I grind down, changing the angle, gasping as he hits that spot inside me that makes me tremble. Cade meets me thrust for thrust, his hazel eyes locked on mine, completely lost in it.

Lex comes up behind me, heat radiating off his body, that fucking monster of a cock dragging across the curve of my ass as he presses up against me.

“Jesus,” I breathe.

His hands slide around my front, his fingers kneading, thumbs brushing my nipples until they ache. He leans in, his lips ghosting over my neck before he bites down gently, sucking hard enough to make me whimper.

“Couldn’t stay away,” he growls against my skin. “Watching you ride him is the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.”

Cade’s watching us now, his lips parted, face flushed and pupils so wide they swallow the color. “God, you guys,” he says, voice breathless, broken. “This is gonna make me come.”

Lex chuckles behind me, low and sinful. “Good. That’s the whole damn point, babe.”

He rolls his hips forward, dragging his cock between my ass cheeks, slow and hungry, while his hands keep moving. Pinching, teasing, and claiming every inch of me. I moan, caught between them, unraveling in the best way possible.

Lex’s hand slides down between my legs. He finds my clit with perfect aim, fingers moving in tight, skilled circles, slick and fast, matching the rhythm of my hips.

“Fuck, Lex,” I choke out, the stimulation almost too much.

“I’ve got you, malyshka.”

Cade’s hands squeeze my waist, his breath stuttering. “Jesus Bella, I’m not gonna last.”

And neither am I. The pleasure slams into me, sharp and blinding, my body locking down around Cade’s cock, thighs shaking, a moan ripping out of me so loud it doesn’t even sound human.